Bittersweet Whiskey Poem by Garry Ventura
Bittersweet Whiskey
Like a moth to a flame
I sought that taste of
Bittersweet whiskey
That taste that burns
Through your soul
I was addicted
There was no getting
Around it, I was
I binged, I consumed
It was a daily thing,
But now I'm sober
Like a clear glass of
water, pure a refreshed
Life is a struggle
I need to keep
It simple, and pray
A poem by Garry Ventura
Sunday, August 30, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: alcohol,alcoholism,drinking
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