Drinking to Distraction
It helps sometimes
Drinking helps distract me from life.
It’s not always the best idea.
Sometimes the distraction is worse than the reality.
Too often I drink alone.
Rarely does it end well.
Anything is better than the world we live in.
Can’t distract myself without it.
Too often it is also the cause of my reality.
I don’t know what to do.
Other people must have this problem too?
Nobody cares.
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Great poem.