With everything I’ve read
All I’ve so far learned
I want that bridge to alcohol
To burn
I want to walk on ahead
And never look back
More and more it’s becoming a fact
If someone asked me
Tell me honestly
Do you wish you could moderate your drink
Or do you think
Now you see
What could be reality
You’d have preferred
To never have tried alcohol before
Not opened that particular door?
I know what I would now say
I wish I hadn’t touched that sh!t really
No way
There’s mainly only regret in hindsight
And with that sometimes comes decay
So now I know
The whole alcohol show
It’s a fake
Takes so much more than it ever gives
Just no way to live
Or a good example to your kids
How can I teach emotional regulation if I can’t regulate my own
As alcohol affects our emotions
It’s a truly toxic potion
I want the seeds of calm serenity
In times of difficulty to be planted
Not my children watching me struggle to cope
Losing hope
Whilst more and more wine is decanted
This poem was composed by Floss The author of The Runaway Train and Nailing the Narcissist
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