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Raspberry Merlot
I’ll never forget that first drink I had, sweet Raspberry Merlot with my alcoholic dad- He gave it to me with such ease, my innocence died turning into disease. I’ll never forget that first drink I had. It dripped down my throat with fragrant desire, I had ignited a flame of drunken fire- It gave me intense pleasure, beyond time or measure, my heart raced and I began to perspire. I grew up drinking that wine every day, it drained to my stomach in a comforting way- The sweet taste of fruit filled my soul, nothing like that Raspberry Merlot, until my life unraveled, began to fray. It doesn’t matter how it was made or where, all I know is of my life I didn’t care- An alcoholic I became so quickly, my passion for addiction I could see, it was in my blood; was it really fair? How was I to stop my need for this drink? I couldn’t face the facts, couldn’t think- I craved grapes from the vineyard, my life became so darn hard, fractured and shattered in one tiny blink. This disease became my deep shame, I was filled with frustration and blame- No one could understand, why I held wine in my right hand, I must confess a mess I became. Almost nine years ago I quit the bottle, put in all the energy I had full throttle- I strived for serene sobriety, a life of tranquil propriety, but on my heart left a raspberry mottle. *mottle means: stain; blemish* Alcohol Contest October 15, 2017
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