My mind decided to go
on vacation.
My thoughts are sporadic.
The only time I feel centered
is when I'm drunk.
Drinking after work and
a lot more on the weekends.
Waking up in yards,
and not remembering how
I got there.
Last night I was dancing,
and broke my toe.
Woke up this morning with
a hangover and my foot was
the size of a football.

Now, my mind is back.
Checked in to the hotel
of my skull.
I'm hoping it stays awhile
and helps me make
better decisions.

I don't want to be like this
anymore.
I want to be happy
and not mentally
or physically
sore.

I want to smile
because things go right
not because someone
bought me a shot.

Good things are coming
I can feel it.
I'm just too ****
impatient.