Alcohol, Until Death Do Us Part: Poetry and Stories of Alcohol Addiction, Abuse. The Poems of an Alcoholic. The Tragic Story of my Sister Karen who Died from Alcohol Abuse.

A Lesson Learned

It takes so long to grow, to learn to change: that is to find that
courage.

It takes so long to learn the way to go, to accept that way: and then so
long to go that way.

But there is a way and it was always there, as constant as God. For it is
God’s way that must be found and learned.

It is my way that must be let go of, my way of ignorance and self-
inflicted pain.

LOVE. I heard the word as if for the very first time. But I had loved
before, or had I? Or had I pitched myself into the darkness of lust
and played with people’s emotions instead?

LOVE. I heard the mouth of God speak the way to me, that way of love.
Oh yes, I now see the difference between lusting and loving, between
taking and giving.
A difference so plain to see, I did not see it before.

But now, I feel the difference. And in my heart I know the difference.

Oh yes, it takes so long to grow, so long to change that way of
ignorance and self-inflicted pain. To know instead the way of God, the
way of LOVE that always was.