You say it is a
I say rather
It’s a war waging in my
It started before I was born
And it never grows old
Never lets up
Never let’s go
Chris McQueeney 1/22/13 10:29 P.M.
The first drink is the foundation of an alcoholic’s life. The first drink has the power to kill. And the sad thing is that the drunk has no more choice in the matter than you do in the matter of breathing. The first drink, without intervention from the outside at the perfect time, will happen.
I spent years feeling guilty and shameful for that first drink. I would place all these walls up to protect myself, but the first drink would eventually blow through those walls like a tornado through tooth picks. And the people in my life would look at me with disgust.
If you want to help an alcoholic, maybe be the only thing between them and a very ugly death, let them know inside that they can trust you, that you are safe. Alcoholism is fear and compulsion…and people treat you like shit for being ill.
I never had a choice in the matter. There have been periods of time where I have been blessed with not taking that first drink, but don’t think for one moment that it was because I had any choice in the matter. Choice implies capability, and in regards to alcohol the alcoholic has not that capacity.
This will be linked up to dVerse poets pub for their open link night.