Boozing My Self Confidence

My life is hard, hardly ever does my head rise above water. My house is empty, hardly is there any laughter. I cannot sleep, I cannot keep still, On my table there is always, an unpaid bill. Each day is like a self rewinding tape, Everything stays the same and I can’t escape. I can’t find salvation through a bible verse, I can’t get any replies from the universe. No one likes me, no one seems to care, This pain of existence is more than I can bare. Life is pointless; there is neither plan nor purpose, I could just throw myself under the bus and nobody will fuss. Wait, things are not so bad now, I was wrong, Life is like a beautifully arranged melodic song. It took a bottle of whisky to change my mind, Everyone around is my friend, the bartender is so kind. I am dancing and singing at the top of my voice, Inside my arms there is a girl called Lois. The bottle is half empty, and my troubles are half gone, I feel no longer alone as I save new numbers on my phone. Lois and I are in love, am tempted to propose, We might be happy after all, I want to buy her a rose. The taxi drops us at my house; “Welcome Lois to my home.” She thinks the place is nice; she thinks she is in Rome. Fast food, conversation, movies and TV shows; More drinks and laughter as the night smoothly flows. Our love story seems perfect as it moves to my bedroom, We are happy and carefree, like a new bride and groom. This moment is priceless, forget about tomorrow, A love story doesn’t always need, to have any moral. My head hurts in the morning, I drank too much. Lois has already left, and I thought she was my best catch. After I throw up I call her, but she won’t pick my calls. She took my money and a watch, from one of my draws. I am empty again, alone and heartbroken. I desperately need a martini, not stirred but shaken.