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Aug 2018
**** and alcohol are there
They keep me stabilized
No one knows

It’s my vice right now
I’m drunk writing this
Slurring my words

I may seem fine externally
Internally I’m screaming
I got to pretend

You can’t know how I feel
You won’t let me drink
But it really helps

Maybe that’s bad
But to me it feels amazing
You don’t understand

Just let me have this
At least until I get help
Maybe I’ll get better

I know his doesn’t make sense
It was just a rant
**** it, I don’t care
Written by
Cassie  23/F/Modesto
(23/F/Modesto)   
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