My life is so hard
Drink
I'm so bored
Drink
I have nothing better to do
Drink
It's what keeps me happy
Drink
Slowly dying inside
Drink
Starts throwing up blood
Drink
Body shutting down
Drink
Mood changes
Drink
Blackouts happening
Drink
The endless amount of " I'm Sorry "
Drink
I need it
Drink Drink
Arguing with people
Drink
Speech starts to slur
Drink
Grabs Keys
Drink Drink
Swerving down the road
Drink
Starts crying
Drink
Runs red light
Drink
Runs stop sign
Drink
Not paying attention
Drink
Drink Drink Drink
CRASH
Try to drink now
Wait you can't
About the Creator
Merjaunie Lena
I write to express, and clear my head, it's my therapy.
It's not perfect, but nothing is
Being able to vent without a filter is the best way to go.
I am not a professional writer
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