Whiskey Breath Poem

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He drifted in and out of consciousness,
He was already drunk in the daytime.
He then knew there would be a consequence,
John's jolting journey lasted a lifetime.

One day, he shrieked into the pitch-black void,
Social Services said he was unfit.
Years later, his family was destroyed,
He fell and fell down the bottomless pit.

The smell of whiskey filled the gloomy room,
"Nothing pains me more than you do," she said.
Their warm home became a desolate tomb,
Their marriage was hanging on by a thread.

Life can transform in the blink of an eye,
Live to the fullest till the day you die.

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