Alcoholics Prayer

To pick up the bottle drown in my sorrow, drink it,---all gone as a drunkard I wait for tomorrow wake up with the sun on my face don't even remember the day is it SUNDAY? OH NO! it's MONDAY time to find my pride better yet I'll lay back down to die my back on the ground the tree gives little shade maybe I'll fade the bottle empty at my side thats how I feel inside I try to hide but every one knows tonight I will get another bottle drown myself another night ad wake up as empty as the bottle at my side I'm dead but very much ALIVE