Nobody Believes Me

Slurs and Lost Time

Sorry for this one. Don't judge me too harshly for this. It was one time.

Sometimes I miss the feeling you gave me;
Freedom, happiness, content.
Although,
I know why I shouldn't have you.
I know it comes with a cost.
Especially now,
Especially to numb my pain.

I know it's so irresponsible,
But I can't help the desire,
For your taste.
I want just the numbing,
Not the damage.
I know you don't work like that,
But I just want an escape.

Just one sip.
Just one slurp.
Just one shot.
Just one drink.
Just one bottle.
Just a little more.
I need more.

I have some problems,
That you help me hide from.
I have some nights,
You would make bearable.
I have some tears,
That you would stop from falling.
But I choose to stay away.

It was just that once.
That I decided to try
To have fun with you.
It was all that I thought,
But I still wound up damaged.
So I'll never use you again.
Alcohol is not for me.

Like I said, it was one time. I just wanted to write, so I dug up my experience for this one. Hope you're having a good day or night.

-Z