Alcoholism

Is Alcoholism just a mechanism a vehicle for forward thought Or a catalyst for fugitives drinking from the poison draught Everyone has a voice in here saying what they want at will Conflicting arguments and sane tectonics could put this alignment in tilt What is the meaning of true insanity when your thoughts have been confined Mouth will never speak for itself as long as you let them take your next line A paradox or slurring thoughts that are shaping this confusion entwine The trembling of my hands and the beating of my heart with the next rhyme Day to day life is expressing an overwhelming fear of my transient state Creating a path of remembrance but bad habits are impossible to debate Shaping what I'm going to become Conforming to what the want for me Unconscious decisions affecting What Alcoholism strives to be