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Sips
The first drink goes down
It burns my throat
No matter what
I am taking this pain away
The second drink is quick
I shutter at the taste
I am not going to suffer anymore
The time has come
Where I will not let
This happen again
I tell myself that
But I know it will not work
The only steps I know how to take
Are steps of coward ness
But it is the thing I know best
The third and fourth drinks go down
Maybe this is the only way to end it
Quickly five and six go down
There is a way to end the pain
It is just for good
The bottle is almost empty
I am getting a bit worried
I don’t if there is enough time
My head is spinning
Shapes blur together
I stumble around for
But everything is empty
Why does this have to happen?
Why can’t it work like planned?
A knock at the door interrupts my thoughts
My thoughts of misery and pain
“What the hell do you want?”
“Leave me alone”
“Just go away and let me die”
I swig the last of the bottle
It was a little too much to bear
I fall to the ground
Realizing I have failed
I am sick of the pain
I endure everyday
I smash the bottle
Against the floor
Glass shatters
The bottle is no more
I failed, dammit, I did it again
I will never reach the end
“Oh well,” I say. “Maybe next time”
I know there is more to happen
So I will save my last
So that I may rebegin
