Once again minutes after coming home
I tell myself it's been a long day
Tell myself it's just a drink
But the bottom is deep as a well

Will this be the one that pushes me over
The edge that is narrower than a line

Will I spiral completely out of control,
Will I still have a relationship with my kids
Or will I become a distant memory
Of a parent who couldn't be there

I stare into the bottle two sides waging
A war over my future but which one will become mine?