Drunk: I Remember…

Getting really, really drunk one night.
I was about 16.
Although, I knew better
and drinking was not my thing.
I still gave in to the temptation.

I was searching for
a way to drown out
everything resembling pain.
Anything to escape
from the dysfunction at home.

Buried past
God is unraveling me
Greater purpose


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