I thought I’d be fine sober
Past all the booze temptation
Of the supermarket situation
Trust your gut
If you feel something is wrong
It’s because it usually is
I was kinda wrong
There was the same old bottle
Waiting
Like it had been there all along
I ventured forth with strength of will
Picked it up, examined it until
I felt it’s pull
A sarcastic, smug voice started to say
“Welcome back!”
It shook me up
I quickly walked away
My gut feeling was to leave well alone
I bought some AF drinks (and chocolate)
And feeling relieved, I drove home
My Gut Feeling
My gut feeling was there long before I took time to care .
My hub was concerned
This was my treat that I’d earned
Im not that bad
I’ll have a day off
He won’t know this time
If I commit one more crime
Of sneaking them in
The wine and the gin
The secret stash
Gone in a flash
Chugging them back
And back and back
Until I heard it again
Listened to my gut
I couldn’t mistake
I was stuck in a rut
Going round and round
A heavy conscience
Couldn’t do it no more
I closed that door
To this day I will be forever thankful to boom
And listening to my gut
It was only to be doom …
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