The Bottle

Put down the bottle, is that too much to ask? not a day goes bye without your hand on that flask. "I don't have a problem," "I'm just fine." I've heard all the excuses, many a time. I just want my mom back, before all the booze. But if it was between me and the bottle, I know I would lose. You were once my hero, my mom and best friend. Now it's different, and I am scared for the end. I am scared for the time, when the bottle wins. When it takes my mom's life and I don't see her again. The bottle needs to go, so it's time to take a stand. I want my mom back, and that's what I demand.