self sabotage
with every drop
makes the sadness worse
the voice of reason
cut off
left to drown
instead in alcohol
lonely sinks atop
of all the other reasons
for drinking
no one there
to stop it
so why bother
trying?
i don't care if it hurts me
because my friend of alcohol
is here to keep me lonely
why reach for words
when a drink is already here
in my palm instead
attainable
and bad for me
keep me in a hold
at home
where no one else can hurt me
safe with me
and my head
that no longer holds a blade to skin
when i want to hurt me
i'll just keep it to myself
and liver
when these things still plague me
numbing thought and touch
when i don't want it
anymore
