My drunken friend, after too many beers, <br />Sat on the bench, fighting back his tears, <br />'I've tried so hard to stay off the drink <br />And you know what my wife and children will think! ! <br />Is there no end to this hopeless craving? <br />It's my body, not soul, that really needs saving! ! <br />Some turn to religion - so it seems - <br />But are they grasping at straws in their shattered dreams? <br />It's no good telling me something trite, <br />No way I'll be able to stay sober tonight! ! <br />I just want to drown this endless sorrow <br />And I don't really care what happens tomorrow! !<br /><br />John Thorkild Ellison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/misery-of-addiction/
