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Poetry, Gideon 6ix
Alcoholic
A Poem by Gideon 6ix
In the depths of my soul, where I did hide,
I raised my glass high, a nod to pride.
For I am an alcoholic, unapologetically so,
During this epic journey, I never felt too low.
I laughed my way through blurry nights,
I found acceptance in my brew’s delight.
With each sip, troubles found a ride,
Lord, help me remember all of my good times.
In the dim, smoky bars, friendships grew,
Singing some lyrics, I thought I knew.
The weight of the world, momentarily unburdened,
I danced freely, and my spirit awakened.
Fueled by liquid fire, I found a light,
Heaven knows I gave it all my might.
A stranger here knows me too well,
But for a night, saved me from hell.
I tasted the sharpness of its bite,
I traded in family life, to give it mine.
The elixir of healing, I came unwound,
Until there was no one left to hang around.
