Recovering Poem by Donna Saphier

When I was young
I was easily led
Alcohol daily
I was fed

As I got older
I just couldn't stop
The doctor said I
Very soon would drop

I don't need to drink now everyday
I've conquered that at last
But every now and again
I still need to have a blast

I'm now a binge drinker
Which makes me so ill
I don't know why I am
Doing it still

I hate alcohol and I find it so hard
To give up altogether
Sometimes I seem to stop and think
About my poor old liver

I lost my Mum and Brother too
To the awful demon drink
I thought that, that would make me stop
But it only made me think

I'm still in recovery
But bingeing still
I do need help
And always will

It's such a nasty awful thing
And it truly wrecked my head
But I am thankful I'm still here
When really I should be dead.