Like many, I drank too much in my young adult years. I loved alcohol - the taste, The falling away of inhibitions - this is why some call it liquid courage, But most of all, the way I felt loved, and loving, Under its influence. I wanted to, and did, tell people I loved them. And they told me the same. Unconditionally. We feel this way because our brain cells are dying No need to fear death - it is a joyful release ( Unless you cheat - suicides I have spoken too Who were unsuccessful Always say the overwhelming feeling is regret And the shame of hurting so many By their choice to opt out. Life is a gift - this I swear.) When I decided enough of the sloppy drunk life When I experienced a moment of grace, And was reborn into sobriety, I wondered how that loving and joyful person, Who I am really, when you take away life's illusions, Could be born through me, as a sober person. I think the answer is Blowing ...