Self Destruction

 

Every calamity that came my way

was an avalanche or a tidal wave

too much to bear I retreated elsewhere

My strength could no longer withstand

I felt under constant demand

to be someone who I was not

I finally surrendered to a bottle

and did oblivion seek to escape

This developed alarmingly so

as I realised there was no where else to go

Depression and unhappiness were a plague

until I recognised the real me

With identity and self purpose restored

I returned the bottle to the store

Now I am truly free, healthy

and who I was intended to be