you drink to forget,
then you drink to remember,
you drink to celebrate,
and drink to pass the time,
sometimes at night,
you drink
to
reignite dying embers
that were never dying to begin with
only smoldering
after someone tried to put them out.
drink for a headache,
and drink for a good fuck,
take a drink for your dying love
or lack there of.
drink to feel tough,
and full of shallow courage,
to deal with the bad hand life dealt you.
drink to let people know you drink,
and if they don't approve,
then they should not come near you.
a drink for when you're alone,
and feeling bad.
or a drink to numb your
feelings.
a drink for her, a drink for me,
we keep doing this
until one of us lets the other pass
out.
if you don't drink, then you can't sleep.
so we can drink for sleep too.
eventually you reek up a bad scent,
and you truly are all alone.
everyone loves the drunk
but doesn't really love
the drunk.
so you hop through life on one leg
hoping to find support.
wobble on my dear friend,
wobble on.
it's all you can do.
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