But ******* it
we can't love with out a bottle of *****
in our hands
and the truth that we have been searching for
we swallowed that a long time ago
in fact
we probably swallowed it when we
finished that last bottle
and mom and dad
we don't know who they are anymore
daddy doesn't talk
and mommy doesn't smile
and i know that some days my smile looks like my falling family
but the truth is
i"m okay with it
because once you're here too
five feet from the finish line
but you can't finish because you don't want whats on the other side
I will still be sitting here too
with a bottle of ***** in my hand
but ******* it
I know it is what I truly deserve