Just A Bottle Poem by Chantelle Clark

A bottle on the table.
Alcohol inside.
Lonely and waiting it seems to be
and in it you confide.

You take a drink, its bittersweet
you begin to like it more and more.
Alcoholic you better see...
you're beginning a long-hard war.

Alcoholism is a disease
an incurable affliction.
Read the message clearly labeled
Alcohol can be a deadly suspicion.

Curious you might be at first
But take the examples and learn
that alcohol can cause cirrhosis of the liver
Don't allow the alcohol to take your life's turns.

Your brain and nervous system can be affected
Heart disease may strike
Mood swings, and high cholesterol are present and...
you'll begin a story of plight.

One night your driving impaired.
You hit an innocent victim.
Now your life can be taken away.
There was too much alcohol in your system.

You tell them your life story
You plead in front of the cops.
You say you just wanted to get home.
Yet they know the drinking won't stop.

When they tell you, your not going home.
You begin to get all hostile.
You start to yell and shout...
Your behaviour is now infantile.

Into a holding cell you go.
They'll wait till you've calmed down.
Then they will tell you what your fight will be
When you've stopped and are better sound.

They bring you out, your unaware.
They say you need to sit and listen.
Yesterday you hit a person, maybe rehab is the way...
And when they tell you this your eyes begin to glisten.

What will your family say...
You fear, there will be no support
The cops continue to talk.
But in a daze you sit; your life is now contort.

You are requested to Alcoholics Anonymous
A support group for all adults.
Where they can recover and share...
Their experiences and their faults.

So you go to the AA meetings.
You begin to feel great.
You know you can overcome this addiction.
Alcoholic you are recovering and all you need to do is wait.

Wait for the day when you become...
Happy, sober, hopeful and determined.
That day will be a milestone.
When your recovered you'll have a memorable sermon.

Let it be known that the message within the bottle.
Is just a hungry orphan calling.
Its a corrupted liquid...not for you.
Now you can help others that are falling.

By Chantelle Clark