I no longer feel life that way I used to
The yesteryears of sobriety have long since gone
And I don't have emotions the same anymore
My optimistic outlook on life
Is accompanied by a sharp sting in my nose
And a bitter aftertaste in the back of my throat
My euphoric joy only comes after a slight prick in the arm
And my happiness soars through my veins
My mellow misdemeanor comes with a sweet smell
And burns my lungs with thin smoke
My creativity arises with the dissolution of small colored tabs
And brings with it hallucinations of the mind
My 'I don't give a fuck' attitude depends on the drink of the
hour
And tends to come back up before the night is over
My sadness only comes when sobriety is my only option
And sleep is my only escape
 
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