Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The fix

I have a sickness which can never be cured but it can be understood and overcome.

First light

For years mornings remorse blinded me from the beauty of a sunrise.

For mom

The prayers of a wonderful mother are sometimes all us drunks have.  But often times that is all we need.

Clueless

I didn't know what I was doing when I drank and that is why I continued drinking.

The wanderer

I wandered physically, spiritually and emotionally when I drank.  I knew deep down that somewhere, something better existed and I needed to find it if I were going to survive.

Twisted logic

Drunkenness is the best way to overcome peace and serenity.

A whole new world awaits

I now have problems in areas that did not even exist when I drank.