Can’t see straight
My thoughts all twisted
Inability to drive
Thank God for driver assisted
Keeping me in my lane
And keeping me safe
Getting home safely
And keeping th3 faith
The memories I’m erasing
From the night before
For my relaxation
Drinking is the cure
To keep my minds distracted
From the pain I face
Hoping for freedom
From memories retraced
So I can escape
From my reality
The pain I feel
Haunting me eternally
Every shadow
And every whispers echo
Avoiding the struggle
I cope how I know
A new adventure
Of stories unknown
I drink and I drink
Until my mind is gone
So I can awake
With a fresh breath
To avoid my darkness
And ultimately my death
Escaping the demons
I’m downing the bottle
Living my life
Drowning full throttle
Wicked piece. Love the wording and images you created. Perfect
Thank you for commenting..appreciate it..glad you liked it
Yessss, coming from someone who used to drown her sorrows with the bottle as well. I love this piece. You’ve created such vivid images in my mind and I sympathize. Thank you for sharing. xx
~P.G💋
So many ppl use different methods for escapism..usually the vices create more issues..but it’s easy to turn to a bottle or other things to drown their sorrows..glad you could relate..thank you