I once wrote a poem about how I needed
To stop drinking again...
And the funny story is I'm not done drowning
Myself with top shelf liquor.
I know the pain is still there and the memories
Flood back with each sip I take
And yet it's easier being alone when you're
**** faced drunk.
It's sad that I can't think straight anymore
When I'm sober as a rock...
But the minute I hit the bottle all the
Thoughts I couldn't say before
Let loose.
I have to stop drinking again, yeah I know I've said
It a million times....
But if rather be drunk and happy for 20 minutes
Than sober and alone
Forever.