Even if I finish my last drink
I will have to stop to think
Start again
All over again
And again and again
When is it ever time to end?
Time is never on my side
And I need some more to mend
More, more to begin to feel
Too much now, I need to heal
Give it up
I don’t have enough
To say I’m hooked
I don’t need it
It needs me
Don’t think about it constantly
Not like it’s everything
It’s not anything
Nothing, really
Talk about something else
If that will rid you of your fears
Change the subject to one you’d like to hear
Maybe talk about yourself
Drink up it’s last orders
Can’t you hear the bells?
Leave a Reply