I woke up in Desperation, Half a century ago

I had squandered all my options and, I had no place to go.

Guilt and Shame and Loathing thoughts weighed, heavy on my mind

But I was used to waking up, with dark thoughts of that kind

My drinking used to mask the feelings, that I felt that day.

And if I ventured just one sip, they’d soon be washed away

As I look back on that event, it’s very plain to see

The thought that gripped my conscience was, A New Reality

It was my Day of Reckoning and, I Cherish it today

For without that Desperation I, may not have called AA

Within moments of exposure to that kind and loving group

The drink obsession vanished. Optimism closed that loop.

Thinking someday I’d be tempted; I was vigilant from the start.

And since it never happened, I thank God with all my heart

For decades I have questioned why it works so well for me

While watching others suffer through a life of misery

When asked that simple question I now answer with a smile

It happened when Desperation far Outweighed my own Denial