The black dark..

If you’re a farmer it’s a different story

Its  dark, wet, cold. The animals are always hungry. It’s a long time to the spring when stuff gets growing again

You never know what’s around the corner, just when you think you’re on top, something or someone is there  to knock you down

The pub could be miles away, but its the only respite. At least you can meet and chat and share.

For a few hours anyway, you’re not on your own

Its late by the time you get there, so much to be done. You have a pint, its well deserved

Whiskey too for the night that’s in it.

Trouble is 40% alcohol is just that, trouble

Alcohol is not a happy drug. If you’re feeling down it drags you deeper

Alcohol is highly toxic, it kills cells, so your health suffers

If anything happens to you, who’s going to look after the animals, the dog?

Who’s going to look after you?

This can be the blackest, bleakest time of year!

Where are you?

This can be a bleak time of year. For the guys it’s a blur

The pub, office parties. Even if he’s on his own a guy can go into a pub

Chat, enjoy the craic, the cheer. You’re a great fella, so are you, we’re all great fellas

For a woman its different. If she’s on her own, she can’t go into a pub

If she’s married, has kids, can’t go out. Has to be there, feed them

Make sure they have a good Christmas

He is out drinking, where? with who? No straight answer

Sullen indifference

Wish my mom was here, why can’t I go back

Where is he? The one I really want to be with, was happiest with

Have a glass of wine, or two, why not?  everyone else is

Where are you now? Why am I here?

This can be the blackest, bleakest time of year..