Alcoholism Stories

Sorrow eats the worm at the bottom of the bottle with a kind of parasitic fermentation that now poisons the mind into thinking they are free that they have control over their life that they are whole as long as they keep drinking as long as they keep drinking as long as they keep drinking as long as they... ... Hey! Bartender, pour me another?

Step Nine, Making Amends When I was young, I did realize what was going on with my "Mother". Now I know she never really loved my brother and me. First of all, I confess that I was a difficult child. But my brother was perfect. No, that's not just everybody else's opinion of him, it's mine too. I have Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD), only recently diagnosed, and he doesn't. He was calm and listens to instr...

A haze of glowing warmness struggles To breach the seal that covers my eyes This sultry light is unnervingly bright And tugs at my lids; commanding them to rise Hastily I aim to assist the light’s endeavor By expanding the narrow slits with my hands But my shattered arms refuse to comply And remain still; defying my commands Defeated, I descend into myself Resisting the impulse to weep So, resigning myself to another day...