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Addicted To Drinking

In his youth, he loved to drink beer
As the years passed, he discovered liquor
He drank and drank, without any fear
Even when he had to talk to the bailer

His family tried their best to stop his drinking
Leaving him alone and without his relations
Hoping there would be more time for thinking
And maybe he would remember his lessons

Nothing they did ever stopped his taste for booze
In spite of the many problems that came around
And even though he had plenty he would lose
His drinking was so well known it was renowned 

Finally, on a dark and dismal night in June
He lay alone and answered the call of death
It was his time even though he thought he was immune
To the time that had come when he lost his last breath




Dark Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Anthony Biaanco
Written 2014, Entered in contest today, November 3, 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Dietrich Avatar
August 23, 2014 at 12:17 AM
It's often their sad fate to die this way. Well done for this contest, Regina. My son, I fear, is an alcoholic. He is drinking after work as well as weekends and not just one or two beers. he has gotten so heavy too. He is a lawyer and I am just sad that he is throwing his life down the toilet when he has a family and so much to live for.
Onclaud Avatar
August 22, 2014 at 12:30 PM
a riveting work, regina... how you illustrated this kind of addiction brought me there in the scene... lovely piece... huggs
Allison Avatar
August 22, 2014 at 2:14 AM
such a sad story Regina - I have also written on alcohol addiction based on what is happening in an old friend's life - makes me so so sadto see her destroying not only her life but those around her too:-( Good luck in the contest. Hugs jan xxx
Mcintosh Avatar
August 22, 2014 at 6:20 AM
Thanks Jan... This was my favorite uncle. I miss him terribly. He died in 1998. He was SO loving and kind and gentle... a gentle giant at 6'4". Thank you for your kind comments and God bless you. Love and prayers, Gina
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