Another day of life by the drop.
I pray to lord, help me stop.
I awake in pain, feeling shame.
Knowing soon again I'll play the game.
For the brief second with my self.
Before I walk over to that shelf.
I stop and think of all the things I do.
And the people I hurt while drinking booze.
I grip the bottle o' so tight.
I won't let go until the night.
All these thoughts rush through my head.
Loves and pride and things I once said.
I know it's from the former me.
The one that can no longer be.
It hits me hard, I cannot cope.
So drink until I start to choke..
Day to day, I live like this.
High to high and kiss to kiss.
I hope one day, the drunk will let me out.
And never again will I drink and shout.
Until that time I'll drown and hate.
I just hope that's not my final fate.
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Never ending abuse
PoetryThis is poems about drug abuse and rape and alcohol addiction and to put you in there eyes and how they feel,