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Ethanol

While some enjoy it without any regret, other's see it as a threat. I have seen what it can do to a life, for the victim is my dear wife. For I know she is not the only one in the world who has endured much suffering, damn you liquor store or bartender about to serve a rum sling. She is not the lush with this wretched disease, but the one that is loved she cannot appease. I've always said that her ambition to help and assist this poor soul was a waste, and yet this person cannot be replaced. The deception, desperation, destruction to ones self would make you ask "why"?, try to understand it and you'll break down and cry. It appears now that this person cannot be saved even though she has knocked at deaths door, as hard as this request from me is "this woman you must IGNORE". Self pity will get you nowhere fast, the addiction will surely outlast. Ethanol oh! ethanol another life you have claimed, you are not a person or living thing that can be blamed. Why? is all I can ask about pretty much everything, why? Do you really want to hear the answer? Or the excuse that has destroyed your trust? You must let go, you must move on, before all that you are inside is gone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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