My mind wanders off, I’m distant and blank
My eyes glossed over, god I need another drink.
The crippling anxiety, of the memories I envision
The beastly addiction, stabbing with precision.
The urge to break down, to scream out and cry
But weep I mustn’t, no point to whine.
I softly sigh, my dulled blue eyes lowered
No matter what I think, I believe I’m just a coward.
