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Against the Darkness For alcohol,
I don't miss you after these years of not having you. You stomped a mud hole into me. Left my soul broken and sick. Left my life in a shambles a torando envies.
To you alcohol, I stumble out of our sick love affair. So eager to f*ck up life for me. Muck up all the good, but yet it wasn't you. In your own twisted way, I have come to find out that you sit on a shelf waiting for the release. To be poured down my throat, and that is when you start causing problems.
For alcohol,
I leave you sitting on that shelf. Gather dust. I leave you unopen and brewing. I put my life back together. I leave our relationship with a heathier out look on life.
For the pain easers,
I don't miss you after these years of not using you. You dragged me down into the ditch of depression. Left me weak in the spirit and broken heart. Left my life in a numb state. Confusion politics envy.
To you pain easers, I crawl out of our toxic fling. So eager to keep me numb and lost. Watch the world go by in glazed eye fashion, but it wasn't you. In your way, I have found out if I didn't open the bottles and set you loose- I wouldn't be so numb. To be crunched between my grinding pearls, and that is when the numbness spreads through my blood.
For the pain easers,
I leave you sitting on the shelf next to alcohol. Raise dust bunnies together. I leave you imprisoned in the bottles. I put feeling back into my life. I leave our fling with more emotions.
