An Addiction Poem by Randy McClave

Yes I am an alcoholic
It is sad but true,
I have already been to rehab
So, what else do you want me to do.
Yes, I drink to access
You have said that many times before,
So, before you begin your preaching
Another beer I need to pour.
You say that I am never sober
So, then I am always drunk,
I always have a drink in my hand
From sobriety I did flunk.
Yes I have an enslavement
And yes it is to alcohol,
I won't deny it, I will admit it
As I stand behind the 8 ball.
You watch me when you smoke
Mom watches me when she takes her snack,
Sis spies on me when she leaves the stores
And dad judges while drinking pop from a 12 pack.
I am so tired of everyone's complaining
And also the condemning friction,
But, please remember this
I am not the only one with an addiction.

Randy L. McClave