Hangovers used to be the norm
Despair tastes bitter at sunrise
Uncomfortable before the storm
With no intention of compromise
Fine details will slowly fade away
A small price for hanging out late
Once intoxicated it’s hard to stray
No chaser when shooting straight
Got carried away so many times
Liquid flowing from a blissful tap
My words complete with rhymes
She’s the lure to that familiar trap
I know her well though not really
It’s kinda complicated to explain
We’re hands off yet touchy-feely
Falling fast and circling the drain
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2026









hello dearest Damian I could feel the despair in this write and the great need to smooth the edges as an addict myself… beautifully written it evoked so many feelings I have not found a way to be sober ❤️
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Brenda. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’ve been sober from the drink for a little over three years now. Mind you it was my third or fourth try, I guess I just meant it this time. Well don’t give up on sobriety, the usual steps don’t work for all of us, sometimes we have to find other ways to get there. I speak from experience when it comes to finding my way there. I do hope your way out reveals itself to you. Appreciate you.
Damian
Nice write Damian.
I don’t know what addiction is like but I do know about depression….both conditions never fully leave you.Each day they find a way to infiltrate your calmness.
I read somewhere that “all addiction starts with suffering and all addiction ends with suffering”.
Take care amigo.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Peter. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Addiction and depression are likely related, at least distant cousins. lol. They share in their ability to cripple us emotionally and spiritually and eventually physically given enough time. There is a lot of truth that quote you shared. Appreciate you.
Damian
You are game Damian. Hope all is well
Bat
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Bat. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m doing alright. Nice to see you around again. Just read your new posts, great to read your work again. Hope you’re doing well brother. Appreciate you.
Damian
Okay, so this one took me somewhere unexpected. I had the sense of a long battle, a truce that ends the fight but not the enmity…so the enemy is kept within sight. No idea why that’s where this took me. My sister has been sober about the same length of time as you and she keeps a partial bottle of liquor up on top of her cabinet to remind her the enemy is real and not dead. She never touches it, but it reminds her of the darkness it carried, the times she lost and the gains she’s made. Keep the enemy in sight but don’t engage. That takes enormous strength, my friend
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It may have took you somewhere unexpected but that summary of where you went is pretty awesome. I used to keep 7 Bud Platinums in the crisper of my refrigerator from the last time I had a drink. They stayed there for the first two years of my sobriety as a reminder of how real and close the enemy will always be. Then one day while making room in the fridge I decided to take the training wheels off so to speak. I don’t want that life back, I’m much better off where I am. I poured them out and threw the bottles in the trash. That was over a year ago. So I understand your sister’s motivation for keeping that partial bottle around. I always enjoy your commentary my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Dude, I continue to enjoy a few Beam and gingers here and there. I don’t go out nearly as much as I used to, actually barely I’d say. But, I have learned that control is my friend. As much as I enjoy the time out with friends, etc, I know that there is a rational limit to it all. The best part is how much money I’ve saved! Really. I have a future/goals and now understand priorities much clearer. I never thought I had a problem, until I realized how much time and money as used up in it all.
That and how most bar friends can be quite fickle.
Your write is on point. The characters we encounter, the thoughts, the situations… all of it.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mark. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Control is your friend indeed. Moderation is key but I didn’t have that gene in my system it would seem. Whether it be bars or at home I was never satisfied with having a drink or two. I always drank to the point of being numb. Which was after creatively venting all my emotions into lyrics or poems while pounding drinks. In my mid twenties I would buy a case of beer and a fifth of booze every weekend without fail. So yeah, it is quite expensive, I could have built a studio or something useful with all the money I wasted on addiction over those thirty plus summers of pickling my insides. It is nice to have priorities I learned that one as well. Bar friends are always fickle. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
This is nothing short of brilliant .. and quite possibly now very near the top of my Damian DeadLove faves .. Not only that, but it also sits so pretty on the page .. 😎👍
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Neville. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I’m glad it ranks highly amongst your faves. It does indeed sit nicely on the page sir. Appreciate you.
Damian
It is taking me a while to get around to the writings, but this is a powerful piece. She’s the lore to a familiar trap. I mean, man that is temptation at its finest.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I dig that line as well. It is temptation at its finest. Appreciate you, Cuz.
Damian
The tale of the sugar sweet. Of bitterness to the truth. Honesty’s ink runs deep. Great ink Damian.
Bat
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Bat. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Indeed it does. Appreciate you.
Damian
Straight to the point. I feel this.
Sobriety is a powerful drug sais Hunter S. Thompson.
Regards
James
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, James. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Can’t state it any better than Mr. Thompson. Appreciate you.
Damian