Sobriety: My Long Lost Friend

Written by: monique brandt

She used to be my only friend	
Every day she would mend.

Mend my soul back together	
Ever helping me fair the weather.

Weather I was sick or well	
She would help me through my hell.

Hell and back through this life		 
Repairing me after the strife.

Strife that lingered at my door		
Always wanting, wanting more.

More of me she would take	 
More and more every day.

Days went by, passed in weeks	 
I would wander, her I’d seek.

Seek the comfort she would send
Until her flow came to an end.

I thought that alcohol was my only friend
Until I sought an alternate end.