Alcoholic
in times I've rested,
laid on the floor,
not getting up,
or answering the door,
in places I have nested,
a hedge or highway,
bled and thrown up,
friends don't call, no way,
in jail, unconscious,
I wake up in hell,
burning all the bridges,
in hospital, I fell,
in rehab, i'm broken,
my mind is not my own,
shiver and shake,
no sleep, want to go home,
panic strikes, step back, end game,
paranoia puts up walls in your way,
maybe tomorrow I wont feel the same,
maybe tomorrow I wont be the same....
Copyright © David Bucknell | Year Posted 2013
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