Momma Never Told Me

May 7, 2017
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There are dozens of tales adults will embed in your mind regarding alcohol, mostly the negatives; the death stories, the poisoning incidents.

But there are colossal details their thoughtless brains intentionally fail to mention.

When your sixteen year-old mind wanders into a lost state of no return, a little vodka helps map the way home.

A few shots of whiskey make the nights less painful and the days less perpetual.

Momma never told me that.

Momma never told me that one day my heart would shatter into a million piece puzzle and fireball would subside the agony.

Momma never told me that there was a medicaion for a lost soul.

She never said I could disguise a shattered, sorrowful cry with this poison they call virulent.

Because at the end of the day I would rather feel an aching burn in my throat than in my heart.

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