The Stones of Sobriety

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I clutched close to my damaged heart
A ruby red stone for invulnerability,
Embedding its protection into my chest
To ward off the wounds from your sickness.

And in the bottom of your poisonous drink,
I have longed for you to find tiny topaz pebbles,
For rubbing the wet stones upon your worn, weary eyes
Would welcome clarity of vision.

But, now, I clasp in my tired, timid hands
The carnelian gemstone of confidence and action
Infusing its strength into my suffering spirit
To provide bold words for unsettled speech.

And as you pour your pathetic cups of excess,
I trust that you will soon find an amethyst tint.
For the value of wisdom and resignation
Should prove its own intoxicating effect.

So I shall place upon my troubled tongue
The sacred moonstone of good fortune,
Drawing compassion from my own crumpled heart
To gain insight on my curative journey.

And when you finally fight the demons of intemperance,
You may trade for my untainted turquoise shield,
For this granted symbol of courage and fulfillment
Reflects my wishes for your forthcoming return.