The Poison

I refer to alcohol as ‘the poison’,
I’ve always had a problem with it,
The problem being, the freedom it gives me,
A freedom from myself, a release,
Yeah, I know,
And I agree, it is poison,
However, on one of ‘those’ evenings,
I’m clear, lucid, and hyper-focussed,
I can count and clearly see every pore of my skin,
I notice details I wouldn’t normally,
I can write and create things I wouldn’t normally be able to,
I can be another me, the internal me, freely,
Sadly at 51, I’m yet to learn how to achieve the same,
Without the poison.