John D. Casey
I class myself an Alco,
Though it’s five years since I drank.
Five years since that awful time,
When most days were a blank.
Fourteen years I held that bottle,
Or cried, “Let’s have a shout”.
Fourteen years of thinking,
That’s what life was all about.
I missed my children growing up:
I drank away that time.
Missed the joy, the laughter, tears,
Liquor robbed me of their prime.
I can’t go back and say to them,
“My children it was a shame”.
But maybe I can help them see,
That drinking’s a fool’s game.
©Copyright April 17, 1999 by John D. Casey
Author’s Note: Alcohol was the only way to get rid of the horrors for quite a long time. The meds didn’t work too well by themselves.