The bottle is your only need.
You can't seem to stop drinking,
you never will.
It tears the family apart, if you
can call it one.
So, yeah, that's right take another drink.
Drink it up.
Tear the family piece by piece.
Take another sip.
You pick a fight with me.
Eyes red and glassy,
veins bulging out of your neck.
You try to calm down but,
you can't.
That's right, take another drink.
That's what you want right?
Go hang out with your friend, Jack.
You want to right?
Leave me be.
Do what you want.
One more drink right?
It won't hurt.
Tear the family apart piece by piece.
Just take another drink.
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Endless Days *Completed*
PoezjaA collection of poems that I have written. Most of them are based on life events. Some of them may be disturbing to some readers. Comments and votes are very much appreciated. Thanks!