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You Don't Think Im A Good Man

You Don't Think I'm A Good Man   ---------------------(Fiction)

You don't think Im a good man
You know I drink all day and I drink all night,
I hardly go to bed,
I never have a dime
to me its all fine.
I haven't a job and I care just as much,
I'm a total loser can't you see that?
I have many a crutch,
I love to abuse my wife;
Because of all the pain I carry inside.
Some people have said to me, 
go and get some help, 
at least go to an AA meeting 
Before you yell,
I tell everyone the same go to hell,
If it's all the same.
Give me my bottle and I will be well,
My kids ask me politely to stop they say, 
Daddy, please don't do that
And I won't tell
But it's useless I never stop,
The only way I can become better if a miracle pops up in my head.
And that is impossible I have to say,
Everyone waits by the phone to see what is next
Trouble again?
One day I will be no more 
Since I hit the bottle from morning to the full moon 
The police will surely one day come along
Put me in jail and I will finally sober up 
And perhaps that will be the day I start a new life.

By Marc Acrich

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Date: 6/17/2018 10:59:00 AM
This is such a tragic piece. Alcohol is no one's friend! It's difficult to battle this disease on one's own and professional intervention is absolutely necessary. Marc, you have penned an excellent, inspirational piece for anyone who is suffering from alcoholism and should be seeking professional help. Hugs and blessings. Pandita
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Date: 6/17/2018 11:06:00 AM
I FORGOT TO WRITE THJE WORD (FICTION) we get a call from a woman whos son is one and last week i said just you wait for the phone call that something happened to him and walla ,  DUI on top of a bad record,  he is going to jail i dont want him as a friends, i have had my stint with drugs and i been to hundreds of AA meeting all nightmares nights, you might kill someone when you black out and then what, the rest of your life in jail?