Thoughts of a Drowning Alcoholic

Slipping…sliding…burning down my throat.
Choking my breath as I look for a way out.

Gulping…guzzling…masking all my pain.
Devouring my mind; of this I have nothing to gain.

Faster and faster as I drown myself more, my body falls to weaknesswhile my soul hits the floor…

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…spinning…swirling…dizzily my brain awakes.
But I shall never recover from the love your spirit takes.

Twisting…turning…opening another top.
Delusions in my mind never tell me when to stop.

Tilting…tipping…sucking the bottle dry.
The only thing left on my mind is when I’m going to die.

Drained and now powerless, there’s nothing more to do; but stareat another empty bottle thinking about you.

Thoughts of a Drowning Alcoholic

Sara Johnson

Joined September 2009

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