Abstinence
Many dry seasons have passed since his last drink
John retrieved himself from a slow deadly brink
Gone are the wretched times he puked in the sink
But he remembers the vile vomit coloured in pink
Blood and acid flushed away from churning bile
Self-destruction on his slate and a bathroom tile
Right behind the grimy loo basin in projectile style
To which he reached out with a grimaced smile
No one left to blame for addiction’s sloshed trait
It dawned that only he himself could temper his fate
Clean up the besmirched mess from anger and hate
To take responsibility for his reckless calamitous state
Honesty won over deceit and it cut like a sharp knife
But it helped to search for a far more meaningful life
In the process he even found a lover soulmate and wife
She and sobriety saved him to love again and survive
17th February 2020
Copyright © Kai Michael Neumann | Year Posted 2020
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