the Bottom
She stares at the bottle
Just one more sip
Then I'll put it down
That was five years ago
That bottle is empty now
Every last bit was consumed
Each sip turned into a chug
Each breathe held the stench of cheap liquor
Her liver crying out, "you're killing me"
Her daughter stood in the doorway each night
A little girl helping her mommy into bed, turned into a young adult, moving away from home and then a grown women disowning her mother
"This alcohol is not my problem, you are"
Said no one ever
Except her delusional conscious
This right here,
this makes all my pain fade away
This sip
It'll get to me tomorrow
This sip
It'll make me forget about all the stress
That sip
It tore apart her family
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