My Escape Poem by Terry Hoffman

My Escape



When life starts coming down on me,
I've only one escape.
I open up a bottle and
have a touch of grape.

Numbing effects of alcohol
can really hide the pain,
that overwhelms and gets me down,
'til I can cope again.

My Escape
Sunday, June 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: alcohol,personal
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