the line

I thought the line was drawn; I believed he saw the light, turns out I was wrong and I didn’t win the fight.
It seems the water washed ashore and wiped the line away, I am building myself back up again, getting stronger every day.
While it’s not my battle to be won, and a tear rolls down my cheek, I stop and say a little prayer because God is big & strong -and you, my friend are weak.
Wishing you all the strength you need to overcome your fear; I hope you figure out that your family’s love & happiness is better than the beer.

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