Goodbye Cruel Booze
GOODBYE CRUEL BOOZE
Goodbye cruel booze,
And take your negative consequences with you.
You have made me frown.
You have made me cry.
You have no arms to hold me.
And yet, you consumed my thoughts with the temptation of your embrace.
Goodbye cruel booze,
And take the false illusion of comfort with you.
You have made my friends and family hurt.
You have made my child cry.
You have nothing good to offer.
And yet, you consumed my thoughts with plotting, planning how I could sneak you into my room, like a college boy who wants to take advantage of me.
Goodbye cruel booze,
And take your shame and degradation with you.
You have made me lose my job.
You have made me forget what I said.
You have stolen my honesty, my integrity, my essence of me.
And yet, you consumed me with the thought that I couldn’t, shouldn’t live without you.
Goodbye cruel booze,
And take your cunning, baffling power with you.
I have learned how to smile.
I have learned how to laugh.
Sobriety holds me in its solid embrace.
My friends and family are proud.
My child giggles.
I have everything good offered to me.
I am one step away from my new job.
I remember that what I say matters.
I am honest, open, and willing.
Goodbye cruel booze.
Goodbye…
Copyright © Stacy Michele | Year Posted 2011
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