Trust your gutIf you feel something is wrong It’s because it usually is I thought I’d be fine Past all the booze temptation Of the supermarket situation I was kinda wrong There was the same old bottle Waiting Like it had been there all along I ventured forth with strength of willPicked it up, examined it until I felt it’s pullA sarcastic,
I hope you don’t mind But lately I find You’re becoming a bit of a boreThe conversations we have, and I’ll try to be kind They’re always about youAnd what you’re going through My life doesn’t matter at all You’d talk all night if I let youThe more drama the better tooAnd when you drink wine OMG you’re not fine!And
Crayons, glue, backpack, binders, a magnum of wine. Ready for the first day of school. When did it become ok to sell the wine with the back to school supplies? Has wine and parenting become so enmeshed? It makes me sad to see that. I know that 5 or 6 years ago those big bottles
Evicting the Wine Witch : Get away from victim mentalityIt curbs authenticity Gives the Wine Witch permission and authority To try to ruin your life, oh boy Do you want to hand over your capacity for joy?To someone who doesn’t careDelights when you despair inmisery It’s not easy to seeWhat a slippery slope Wine can beIt crept up
The balance of light and dark in me has shifted, but they remain in un-equal measures due to my efforts to eradicate the dark.
The true need is, therefore, to draw those aspects of myself together and search to establish equilibrium.
