a scary thing in my side,

could be you,

could be all of my lies,

ive been walking through all my life.

is it my liver crying out,

trying to get out alive?

ill never know,

while the alcohol flows,

through a poor soul, it roams.

where my loved ones are there,

but my heart's always here,

and what stands in between,

is some simple self care.

but its never so simple,

with a life insecure.

but i loved you the way,

that would keep you right here.