She used to be my only friend
Every day she would mend.
Mend my soul back together
Ever helping me fair the weather.
Weather I was sick or well
She would help me through my hell.
Hell and back through this life
Repairing me after the strife.
Strife that lingered at my door
Always wanting, wanting more.
More of me she would take
More and more every day.
Days went by, passed in weeks
I would wander, her I’d seek.
Seek the comfort she would send
Until her flow came to an end.
I thought that alcohol was my only friend
Until I sought an alternate end.