Jimmy Anderson Poet Free verse

The Bottle

They call what I have a disease.  There are only a couple doors open for me,
       Jails, institutions, and death hold those keys.
So many nights I wondered how I still lived among the living;
       As I continued to drown myself in the obscurity of alcoholism.
I'm just not the man I once was.
       Took away my life is what the bottle does.
They say misery loves company,  I guess that's why I pushed my ails
       on my family and so many.
Why do my children avert their eyes when I'm near?  
       Is it the smell of alcohol on my breath they fear?
I feel I'm loosing those precious memories I hold dear.
       Self pity gives me enough excuse to reach for another beer.
How could I possibly be what my babies need in a role model?
       When I find strength and confidence in the bottle.
I thought I covered my tracks and hid the alcohol well, but stumbled and fell.
       I'm deteriating inside, loosing my mind in this private hell.
I need a miracle to undo this hell of a spell.
       Now days a sip of drink cuts like a thousand knives.
The pain so emotionally intense, equiviolent to loosing both of my wives.
       A thought of living sober, breaks me out in hives.
So in the bottle I'll continue to deny and keep telling lies! 


*For the alcoholic's still fighting the war,
And for one of the greatest poets ever - "Edgar Allen Poe"

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Elaine George December 31, 2009 at 6:12 PM Alcoholism is a very incidious demon. It has destroyed many lives. This is a GREAT poem. Yes! I agree with you...Edgar Allen Poe, is still the Greatest Poet that ever lived. I have a book of his complete work. Poems and short stories, but it is his poems I am drawn to, The melody they play in my mind. Love, Lainie I have written a few that other writer say remind them of his style. Cannon Lee for one example.

Audrey Haick December 30, 2009 at 2:42 PM This is awesome, my Jimmy! Thanks for thinking about those who are still fighting the war! Your stolen years are being restored to you. Remember the past but keep focused on the present and the future. Much love and peace, Audrey

Charmaine Chircop December 29, 2009 at 10:40 PM Alcaholism can be cured,all can be cured,with the help of others,Where there is a will there is a way,All One needs is beleiving in himself and feel loved..I know you are starting to believe in yourself and We beleive in You too,We are your friends,arent We..Lets win the battlle my good friend,Regarding Edgar Allen Poe ,He is a King indeed--Charma

Linda-Marie Sweetheart December 29, 2009 at 5:56 PM Take control Jimmy and don't let go of the person u truly want to be... u are dearly loved by God so keep Him in focus and lean on Him and not the bottle.. lean on your poetry and not addictive substances...don't hinder your gift of writing by drowning it no matter how hard things are or seem to be .. I had no heat in my home for 3 days in 18 degree weather.. thought I would just die.. I am a Summer girl.. so I don't like Winter a little bit but kept focusing on this temporary situation..try it

P Sheart December 29, 2009 at 5:41 PM Jimmy, You'll be able to help other's through your own experience, changing lives for the better!! Never underestimate the power of understanding, compassion and love in people's lives. Perhaps you'll write a book. Perhaps you'll council other's through a drug rehabilitation program. I see good things ahead for you! Believe in it hun!! Keep writing! Love Light Patty

Michael Harman December 29, 2009 at 5:36 PM Nice