One sip turns into multiple drinks
Time has past, I don’t know when this happened last
Drowning in the bottle
Down to the last drop
I don’t even know if I can stop
It takes away the stress but yet causes a mess
One bottle
Two bottles
T H R E E BO TT LE S
ITS A B L U R
I can’t even talk
All I do is slur
Is this me or a monster inside
Like the worm in the tequila bottle
Dying inside
Drowning inside
This bottle(s) of my tears
Numbing the pain of my fears
I can’t control or so I say
Drinking
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My days...