Sobriety… the best place in the world

​Being drunk is something most (not all) of us aim to do
I don’t care if I was hurting my liver or other organs as I was tyrannically and mentally behind,
Damaging myself was the option, f.ck that other word called ‘be kind’.

I was scared 
I was nervous to the point of destruction,
Lord I was canning the drink like no end,
My story isn’t different from someone else who wanted excitement to transcend. 

We are all accountable
We aim to be sober, but just for today, 
Because this is the time to flourish and find our higher power
I prayed for humility but all I wanted to do was fall from the highest tower. 

I found that ‘moment’ when I couldn’t go on,
This may come across as a public speech, but the end result I was weak and wanted to return as strong. 

Am I sad I put myself through this ordeal?
Not really, I didn’t care what happened to me,
The refusal of love within wasn’t going to set me free. 

“Poem at A.A. Journey and recovery”
Jason
8th June 2026