He comes stumbling in
Another day of hell
He's barely breathing
Barely hanging on
But all you see
Is that bottle of beer
You can't see the haunting memories
Within the bottle
All you smell is the *****
All you see is that 24 pack
You bark at him to be a man
But don't you see?
Men cannot cry
They are manipulated from birth
The bottle of beer is his medicine
It's his wall of steel
He numbs his feelings
With each drink
Take the bottle away from him
And his raw emotions will **** him
All will sting and a fire will form
Like a tornado with rain
You cannot see what he is trying to escape
All you see is the alcohol
You don't know the sour taste he is turning sweet
With each pull
Erasing the past and sinking him in.