I didn’t ask for this-
This hell.
I never wanted this.
But I do suppose it is my fault.
I fell.

The legal drinking age is 21
And yet kids in high school still get drunk
The legal drinking age is 21
And yet kids still drink because it’s “cool” or “fun”
The legal drinking age is 21
And yet thousands of kids still die each year
Every year
People are disabling by enabling
Teens that have lives
Enabling, you give underage people
(People that have lives)
You give them easy access to alcohol
You give them what they want
No matter the consequences
You don’t realize
You don’t realize
Or maybe you do
You don’t just supply alcohol you supply addictions
Disabling, you ruin lives
With every bottle you ruin lives
With every glass you ruin lives
With every sip you ruin lives
With every single drop you ruin a life

You take an unruly girl
And you turn her into an addicted, hungry, craving, empty
Monster
You take a sister from her family
You take a daughter from her parents
Not just that you take a life

You know a drink can do this
It’s a ship in a bottle and drinking is diving right over the edge
Drowning your sorrows
You might as well jump because there are rocks ahead
You know the consequences of allowing alcohol access to your life
It’s dominoes tipping and tumbling towards the end
Spending your time with your only friend- a drink
You know that it will ****
That fiery drink boils in your blood
Blazing, bubbling and blistering
Like fire it burns every tie you have in your life
You know it will change lives
And you know that those lives will not change for the better

The legal drinking age is 21
And yet you give kids a way to ruin their lives
The legal drinking age is 21
And yet you defy the laws put in place to better those lives
The legal drinking age is 21

And yet you still spike the punch

A single thought
Lights the path
Through the trees.

Glancing around,
You begin to
hesitate.

“I’ve been here before.”

You start to run
ever faster,
feverishly.

Looking, looking
You don’t quite yet
Understand.

What will you do?
You can’t escape
This endless loop.

Not without help-
A guiding hand,
A change of mind.

Get off the path.
End the cycle.
Wander.

Wander, wander
In the cold dark
Through the trees.

Don’t be afraid.
The light is not
What you need.

Words meant nothing.
Words have always been just words-
Strings of letters,
Sounds used to communicate.
That’s all.
Words meant nothing.
They were a means to an end.
Nothing special.
Nothing to puzzle over
Or give a second thought to.
Words meant absolutely nothing.
Until they came from you.

A disease
Is spreading
From my head to my heart,

Causing me to crumble-
To
Fall apart.

Infectious:
A single glance
Is all it takes.

Oh, the destruction
The Rot leaves
In its wake.

So much pain.
Aches.
Sorrow.

It makes me wonder
If I’ll be here
Tomorrow.

At first your heart gets fast.
You’re flushed,
Feverish.
Incapable of stopping
The roar in your ears.

The Rot has you in its grasp.

It then spreads,
makes your legs go shaky,
Hands all clammy,
and voice all quaky.

In the later stages
You lose yourself.
The Rot eats at your brain.
It’s hard to speak:
your mind is numb,

You wonder what it really means to be sane.

And now
The Rot, “The Death,”
Is spreading
From my head to my heart,

Causing me to crumble-
To
      Fall.
            Fall.
                  Fall.
                       Fall.
                            Fall....

Infectious:
It takes and
It takes.

Oh, the destruction
The Wretched Rot leaves
In its wake.

My heart beats fast,
My head burns hot,
I cannot stand,
I cannot talk.

I’ve lost myself
To this Decay.
It’s altered my mentality.

This Perfect Pestilence
has brought me
So very, very close
To my insanity.