Monique Brandt Poet Couplet

Dedicated To Sobriety

I never saw the light
Until I stopped that night.
Bottle in my hand	 
I had to take a stand.

Waking up each morn	
Wishin I’d not been born
For the pounding in my head	
Repeatedly said,

“Even though it’s morn
You don’t have to ignore
The wanting from your lip
Just have another sip.”	 


I never saw the light
Until I stopped that night.
Bottle in my hand	 
I had to take a stand.

Sad I could not recall	
Sobriety at all.
Last time I remember
Maybe 2 years ago November?

A sickness of the mind	
A daily, suppressing grind.
A slave to utter madness	
Creating tangled messes.

Bottle in my hand
I had to take a stand.
I never saw the light
Until I stopped that night.

*Dedicated to my sobriety*

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Kevin Clark October 21, 2012 at 3:11 PM Bottle in my hand I had to take a stand. I never saw the light Until I stopped that night. Very good credo to live by

Robert Pettit October 10, 2012 at 12:32 AM Booze you should not choose, because it makes you lose. This ode to sobriety is good poetry. I have to see some more from thee. Monique Brandt October 10, 2012 at 12:46 AM In this you are correct- when it comes to booze, REJECT!