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This
one I had to take
the
time to write no matter how
hard
it is for me
You
see he had a friend even
better
than me- That brown bottle
That
friend always held him tight.
Let
him feel no pain and did not
fight
and argue just let him slip away into the day or night.
I
would get so jealous
of
that friend
so
much it had a grip of fear on me
The
friend brought many fears and insecurities
to
me
I
knew he truly loved me but what if the friend led him astray?
This
friend of his loved to have fun
Even
if it was just an afternoon in the sun.
The
friend was always there
when
no one else might have been
The
friend has slowly taken over-
We
ask will he see that the friend
will take it all
away
from him.
We
love him so much whether it is me or
a
special member of his family.
I
look to the little one as he
takes a drink.
Wake
up grandpa
I
am here
I
have a life I want to share.
Yes
you say I’ve only had a few
but
that few can bring you so much
A
life of ill health
A
life of a disastrous accident
Taking
your own life or yet worse someone else’s.
It
has already started to steal the
Whole
true intimacy
Of
what they call life
He
will say yes I do abuse at times
But
they are far and few between.
Let
me be me and enjoy my LBL
I
too would drink along with him
As
alcohol, loosened the lips, inhibitions were
Let
go and
So
many things flowed
In
the morning after our heads aching with pain
Why
do we do it again and again?
There
are times I fear of speaking of
the
drinking
For
fear he will keep the Best Friend not I
I
must only hope and pray
You
have so much to live for
The
friend is taking you away
For
I fear if it continues
Sad
words one day will have to be said
I’m
sorry dear loved ones
He
would not let go of the grip
For
the true life to be found
As
hard as it is, let go of that friend.
That
friend has caused many demons to run loose
in
many ways.
We
are here dear Alcoholic
Take
a hold of us.
--Robin
Walters, December 19, 2004
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