Drinking and driving is wrong
But sometimes Im just so thirsty
Not for the liquid
But for a relief of pain
The driving clears my head
With the wind slapping my face from the opened window...
Its enjoyable..
Until my world crashes
My haven is destroyed
My protection shattered...
While Im stumbling and tumbling,
Spiralling out of control
Am I dead?
How damaged am I this time?
I selfishly wonder
All the while not realizing that i hv damaged another.
So once again I head to the bottle,
There my thirst is quench,
When it ceases to fill and satisfy
Then must I pull the breaks and come to a complete stop...
