Beer 2 Poem by jessica scott

Beer, Beer, Beer.
that’s all my head can hear,
Everywhere I go,
Everywhere I look.
It’s in my head and in my face.
I’ll give up I said.
that’s a joke.
People say I’m a drunk and a waste of time,
But they don’t know what goes on in my mind.
I’ve done Rehab and did well,
But since I’ve come out I’ve forget Rehab & feel I’ve learnt nowt.
I feel and sometimes look the same as before I went in,
It hurts when my beer goes in the bin.
When will I learn when will my sober life begin?
All I want is to be sober,
But people thing I’m a failure.
My heads confused and I just booze.
And even though I really don’t I do.
I don’t know what to do?
I’ve got load’s of help and still I drink.
It’s got so bad that if I don’t my body can’t function.
I sweat and get the shakes.
Sometimes I feel I’m a mistake.
I know I have to change it’s just getting there.
that’s the pain.