Friday 12/02/2005 11:42:00 PM

If sober is too sharp an angle. And drunk too soft. Where then does that leave? Rooms where it's much too dark because the light leaves so much exposed.

It's easy to admit your weaknesses. Too easy. Even easier just to forgive yourself any one of them. Because sometimes it's nice to be helpless. So very flawed. Then every success is a triumph. And every failure just because.

Whether you're an alcoholic or just someone conflicted with one the story's the same. Happiness is sold in six packs. But you never get what you pay for.

It's easier to live with yourself if you can bypass the whole living aspect.

Sometimes it's better to be what you've become than to be who you are.

If you're out in the middle of the ocean you can try to swim back to shore, but whether you do or whether you don't is of little consequence. Either way you'll drown.

It's merely a matter of preference deciding if you want to die trying or just let it happen.

2 comments:
jcklsgk said...

I would choose to die trying every time.

alcoholic poet said...

yours: an honorable choice.

me: i still haven't decided.



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