Pour Another

Wine and Tobacco

I never really expected

To be in the place I’m in

Thought process rejected

Drowning myself in gin.


Alcohol sneaks up on your thoughts

When you’re least expecting it

Things a sane mind aborts

Before it gets in shit.


Most nights I’m intoxicated

Through no fault of my own I swear

My life is affected,

There’s no one who will care


It seems as though this is my lot

From here until my own end

Happiness I’ve forgot

Bottle my only friend.

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