Every now and then, something happens;
Plenty has happened to me,
mainly because of the demon drink.
All of my own making of course:
Lost business, wife and home.
And now I’m on my own.
Fallen out with friends; barred from pubs;
Alienated my family and burned many bridges.
Possibly never to be rebuilt.
And then you happened:
a kindred spirit who’s eased the guilt;
I usually write this stuff for therapy; for me.
I have nothing; but one thing I wanted to do
was write this.
Thank you my little friend: This one’s for you.