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Can It Be True

can it be true
that I’m not like you
I lost the power to say
“I’ve had enough”
and be able to walk away

a couple of beers
may be enough for you
but a couple of cases for me
just won’t do…

fantasizing about my next beer
just can’t quit
a compulsion that brings fear
will I scream and hit
then apologize…
“I’m sorry, my dear.”

why can’t I love you…
and my booze
history has shown
with choices… you’d lose

maybe it is true
a life without alcohol
will keep me with you
but I’m still not sure what to do
you see… I’ve known alcohol
a lot longer then I’ve known you
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Last Updated 31 December 2018
14 Years
Can It Be True
2019 means a quarter century of sobriety.  With that in mind, we'll turn back time and look at the writings that started it all - the 12
Steps.

This poem looks at Step One, which says, "We admitted we were powerless over alcohol, that our lives had become
unmanageable."