Now I share this poem with you: <br /> <br />'I drank for joy and became miserable. <br /> <br />I drank to be outgoing and became self centered. <br /> <br />I drank to be sociable and became lonely. <br /> <br />I drank for friendship and made enemies. <br /> <br />I drank to soften sorrow and wallowed in self-pity. <br /> <br />I drank for sleep and awakened without rest. <br /> <br />I drank for strength and felt weak. <br /> <br />I drank for relaxation and got the shakes. <br /> <br />I drank for confidence and felt unsure <br /> <br />I drank for courage and became afraid <br /> <br />I drank for assurance and became doubtful <br /> <br />I drank to forget thoughts and had blackouts <br /> <br />I drank for conversation and tied my tongue <br /> <br />I drank to be in heaven and I came to know hell <br /> <br />I drank to forget and became haunted <br /> <br />I drank for freedom and became a slave (of alcohol) <br /> <br />I drank to ease problems and saw them multiply <br /> <br />I drank to cope with life and invited death. <br /> <br />I drank because I had the 'right' to and everything turned out wrong. <br /> <br />Said this fellow, 'It must have taken a bunch of booze to get you in this shape? <br /> <br />I said, 'Just one. For me one is too many and a thousand isn't enough.'<br /><br />Ruby Mae Heard<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-i-drank/
