Alcohol
Alcohol has now become a disease,
crippling,dragging me down to my knees,
destroying everything whithin its wake,
living a lie of a manipulating fake,
My world of self pity,hatred and greed,
focused upon my personal need,
blaming the world for doing me wrong,
the alcoholics ballard became my song.
justifying my drink because i was young,
abandoned was my first born son,
deeper i sank to the depths of dispear,
broken relationships,beyond repair.
lost my integrity,
abanded a pregnancy.
lost my dreams and asperations,
swallowed, with the alcohol taken.
and still i would not admit defeat.
death to the bottle 2011
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