Letter to Alcohol

LETTER TO ALCOHOL Ingested poison Ingested pain Ingested hurt Constant rain Consumptions of an illusion, Bruised, Bitter, and Broken. Ingested false realities and Trumas never spoken Secrets within the eyes hidden behind a smile Ingested loss of self gone for miles and miles and miles I allowed you Jack to plot with Daniel Jose to lead me astray And Johnny to walk me down a path that led to a permanent grave But now the Death of a spirit has gracefully been reclaimed from what you once shattered and broken and held with liquid chains So Goodbye to your wicked lies so long to the days I've carved You flowing through my veins that made me an addictive slave.