My mind is stirring.
Keep the bottle pouring.
Intoxication taking over.
Pour a little more.
Sight blurry,
Coordination out the door.
How many times have I been here before?
Thoughts are heavy,
They won't leave me alone.
Drink,
Until their mouths are closed.
No more voices but your own.
Bottle down,
I'm one the ground.
Why am I here again?
Numb and cold.
No one understands.
Am I alone ?
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 7:51 PM UTC
My mind is stirring.
Keep the bottle pouring.
Intoxication taking over.
Pour a little more.
Sight blurry,
Coordination out the door.
How many times have I been here before?
Thoughts are heavy,
They won't leave me alone.
Drink,
Until their mouths are closed.
No more voices but your own.
Bottle down,
I'm one the ground.
Why am I here again?
Numb and cold.
No one understands.
Am I alone ?
