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Year : 2010  |  Volume : 52  |  Issue : 1  |  Page : 89
Memoirs of an alcoholic


Consultant and Senior Research Fellow in Addiction Psychiatry, Birmingham and Solihull Mental Health NHS Foundation Trust, England, United Kingdom

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Date of Web Publication13-Jan-2010
 

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George S. Memoirs of an alcoholic. Indian J Psychiatry 2010;52:89

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George S. Memoirs of an alcoholic. Indian J Psychiatry [serial online] 2010 [cited 2014 Dec 18];52:89. Available from: http://www.indianjpsychiatry.org/text.asp?2010/52/1/89/58908


Don't ask me how it started
It was cool when it started
Cool it isn't anymore
Don't ask me where it all went wrong
Don't ask me if I'm responsible
I want to but I can't stop.

It makes me happy, not forever
It helps me forget, not forever
I still crave for that little solace
It hurts to say but I'm in love
Love a drink, love beyond reason
Drink until death cometh knocking.

I hate the morning-after headaches
I hate the nagging wife, I hate the guilt
But I have a drink and it's all worth it
I've tried hard but I failed
I've tried pills and implants
But see the boozer and I falter

Times I wish it would all end
I'm not guilty for I'm not in control
Am I a lesser man for that?
In pain and misery I drown
For answers I long, In vain I seek
May be it was my dad, may be it was my teacher,
Or is it because I'm sad and lonely?

Would anyone care if I was gone?
Would anyone hurt?
Lay me to rest
A bottle of gin by my side
For friendships are forever
Through times rough and smooth
She was by my side


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This is based on the life story of one of my ex-patients. He died of alcohol poisoning two days after his last medical appointment.

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Sanju George
Consultant and Senior Research Fellow in Addiction Psychiatry, Birmingham and Solihull Mental Health NHS Foundation Trust, England
United Kingdom
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