I hope you’re having a good laugh. Working the 12 steps doesn’t mean I’m going to take this shit. Especially from you.
Don’t think I don’t know who you are? It’s so obvious, I’m not sure you’re still trying. I know your game, even if I haven’t decided what to call you.
Becauae you’re a part of me, the drinking part of me — The alcohol fiend. Drunk Tony. My lower power. …. Better yet, let’s call you history.
Yes, that photo says it all. Life is more fun with anyone other than you. Face it, I’ve had the best month of my life. You lost and can’t handle the fact that I’m free.
So what? You sneak around on a perfect Friday afternoon. You whisper little lies in my head. You try to start fights with my friends. You want me alone because you think I’m weak. You still haven’t learned that I’m itching for a fight. Kicking your ass is my new hobby.
Hey Addiction — God made a special finger for people like you. ???? And I made a little poem too.
Pink cloud or grey,
I’m not drinking today.