Lost another friend due to his uncaring way's. In other word's the voice was unheard when
He gurgled in alcohol, a man gone, his mind lost. A dad lost, someone's son lost. For what cost?
A liver shot,
A wife lost,
His goods
Bought.
His home sold
His life was gold
Now it's dirt
Looking at his family
Beyond the dirt.
Yes I'm hurt
A little bit mad
He sold himself
For a glass bottle
And a paper bag.
Some say sad, he could have changed.
While everyone else sips on their expensive
Chardonnay. So will we fix, and turn our way's
Or sink in deep in sleep side shade.