Bottle after Bottle after Bottle
You’re a mess
There are bottles everywhere
You put your life in a silver flask
Wasted all the time
You can’t see the problem because your numbing it in sips
The family is scared
They are begging you to stop, but your head is in a toilet
You deny going under rehabilitation
You can’t feel the pain because the status of your body
You know once you are sober you will have feelings
Numb all of the time without an ounce of care
You lay in your own filth
The others want you to be healed
They say you can’t help anyone that doesn’t want to be helped
Well, they love you
If you don’t let go, who knows how long you will have here
Help by getting help
Help yourself
Put that bottle down


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