Mar 22, 2009 18:18
per hannah vaughn.. who gave me strength to start.
Sobriety Check
Asked to join little Sally
In her self-induced sober rally
Because she escaped her fate
That vodka cranberry would be her nightly date
She eluded the cocaine trails
And elevated above her very own bed of nails
She has surprisingly surpassed
Everything that troubled her in her past
She began to count the days
She'd enumerated since ending her foolish ways
A tradition which I started
But away from it I quickly darted
No more welcoming her to the new sunshine
That she could feel all the way deep down in her spine.