I drink because I’m happy. I drink because I’m sad, lonely, angry or to reward myself for being sober for a week. I drink because I want to. I drink when I don’t want to. I drink for no reason and any reason. I drink today because I drank yesterday and want to feel better.
I was walking in a fog on streets that were unknown to me. I knew the sun existed beyond the haze, I could feel it’s presence and promise but it had yet to burn away The despairing cloud. I walked on through the swirling mist, with short sighted vision and steps unsure. There were others.
May I take your hand my friend For I have fallen. I have stumbled on the stones And cannot rise unaided. My limbs are weak, My mind is clouded. I need your grip If only but to stand. May I lean on you my friend For I am tired. So many nights have I slept
