The Drink Owns You Poem by Ronnie Doherty

The drink owns you, you don't own the drink
It's the one thing when you wake that makes you think
I could do with a beer, just the one will do
But before you know it, you're onto number two

Drunk before mid-day but that's now predicted
Constant denial of being addicted
Everyone around you can see what it has done
Trapped in this vicious cycle and there's no where you can run

To you your life is perfect when really it is not
As you're waking every morning and the beer is all you've got
It cheers you up and makes you laugh as your body slowly dies
On the outside you're life couldn’t be any better as your inner body cries

Relying on such alcohol to get you through your day
Not long before the day will come where the Doctor has to say
The alcohol effects in the body have done sufficient harm
Your days are numbered, the clock is ticking and there's no way to disarm