Taylor's Dropped The Bottle Poem by Clarence Williams

When Taylor's bottle broke
My eyes became opened

I never wanted to become
The bottle that I drink.
I thought I had the power to quit any time because Taylor's strong and every time I saw what I wanted made me weak in the knees, and found my self sinking and, drowning, in trying to Function but fading away slowly in my own drink.


Theirs know place like home an it became the liquor store or the bar for me, like cheers the tv show every body knows your name. It became my best friend in the whole wide world, because I thought everyone in there understood me. Free I wanted to be but couldn't see the chains that was on me from crossing start into Taylor's new beginning
A problem I was aware that I had but Taylor was kinda In disbelieve and couldn't see that I was becoming the drink that I drink.

Bottle in my home looked like trophies, and awards I'll gotten so drunk like in my mind, in my living room became my stage Where I read my excepting speech mean while holding a empty bottle of my floating sorrows that looked like me I woke up and that day the bottle broke! ! ! I admitted to myself Taylor had a diseases! ! tears and years of things and stuff and being unhappy and the hurting faking like I'm ok trying to Coping getting rid of thee act and it was time to out me first get help to treat Taylor's disease