Drinking,
relieves the stress,
in my system,
that tells me it's all not worth the time.


Tells me,
I'm getting better,
when I'm still very much sick.

Carves out my insides and forks it over,
I realize absolutely nothing
but when I'm sober.

I realize I've hurt,
everyone.


Fills me up,
sink down,down,down,
in a lazy boy chair again,
I watch the clock,
attention craving..how amazing.


If I speak,
what will I say?
if I stare,
who won't notice?

I don't mind any of these worries,
when I'm drinking.

Blurry is ordinary,
crazy is mild,
I handle myself with delicacy.

Throwing up in a toilet.

That's the relief,
to ignore.


Drinking,
helps me ignore the pains you've left,
the pains that won't heal,
from drinking.

This is the beginning,
of a bad habit.
 
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