Continually Drown

5/17/21 Forbidden or allowed It's always around Sometimes clear, green or brown It makes me frown That I can't put it down In it I continually drown Mom telling me 'it'll be the death of you and put you in the ground" Tick tock, tick tock, closer to the final countdown I've been lost not found Head in the gutter or up in the clouds Not just thinking aloud It does not make me proud I don't care if it becomes the talk of the town Or if others think it makes me a clown And that they continue to wear some sort of crown I'm just happy that I've become friends with so many hounds How come you never had a real one, well you got one now It's all talk And just a lot of crock Telling myself and others that I need to stop But I can not Daily in large amounts it's being bought From a shop Always got a personal supply that stays stocked Meanwhile, it's consumed around the clock Doesn't matter what you got I'll take a shot Then I combine that with pot I was here one minute then I took off It's no shock People so quick to gawk And squawk The only time I write, is this truly me or just drunken thoughts? No one sees it, but there is a continual battle being fought Oh how nice Everything comes with a price That's life This vice I paid for it more than twice And continued to roll the dice Only temporarily it would suffice For the days but not the nights For now I'm feeling alright Time to turn off the lights When I wake up and reality sets in, it really bites