Alcohol

A

N

G

E

R

!

Thats what you left behind.

Bitterness - Your legacy!

A family split not in two

but torn asunder.

The seams began to tear

with that first drink.

All hope was lost

By the time

You took your last.

For it was death

that greeted you

at the bottom

of that glass.

And the children

You left behind

Follow your broken trail.

The beat goes on.

A

L

C

O

H

O

L

Round and round

and round it goes.

Will it stop?

No body knows.

And one son.

Stands alone

Dealing with his

A

N

G

E

R

Repressed emotions

towards a father

he never knew.

Wishing he had known

The sober you.

And now its too late.

Alcohol was your fate.

R.I.P.

For those you left behind

Can't.

** Written about a friend of my daughters who lost his father and is currently losing his mother to alcohol. Unfortunately he is also losing himself. **

This poem was used be a few different AA groups over the years.

Melanie Woodruff
2007