One of many stories about how tragedy happens in many families born into poverty.
Even though this is a fictional poem, it's reality for some people.
Enjoy this is about me and alcohol I dont talk about it that much so please give me some constrictive feedback!!
This is a fictional poem but reality for some people. If you have a drinking problem, please get help.
I've had my struggles here and there with drinking, usually in time of problems or is it the alcohol itself creating the problems? For what its worth, I'm doing better now. The occasional glass of wine is usually sufficient.
