Sobriety Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

Sobriety



Remember when you cried
and spilled your secrets?
I learned one thing;
you payed every price.
You got every gut punch
confidence never blew you off.
You were her trash
while you were my treasure.
When you say my name
do you picture her?

Give me a break
I’ll put my thoughts on hold.
Hand me that bottle first, hi;
my name’s Sobriety.

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