(drinking Poem) A Rising Headache Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

You can't fix me.
Stop even trying.
I'm just bleeding not dying.
I'm not a child.
I don't need your mommy patronizing bullshit.
Just let me dive into the water.
Wish a splash it is all better.
Another memory erased.
Why do my escapes always leave bitter taste.
The eventuality of the unavoidable.
Devoid just listen those screams.
Oh what did you do this time.
Put that bottle down.
And I haven't even picked it up yet.
A crazy horse syndrome.
Crazy before I even am.
Notoriety of the sickness has played out.
But still I am devout.
She's such a beautiful crutch.
She's legal and she doesn't even cost much.
Gulp in pain.
How much can I down in one swallow.
A mans man with heart that's getting so hollow.
Drowning out the sorrow.
Smashing the bottle when its all gone.
Picking a fight with a friend just to make myself feel a little better.
Throwing a punch at a brick wall just to know I'm still alive.
At least it don't hit me back.
Not that I've ever been much of a coward.
But I've already lost another friends that way.
So I'm not going back for seconds.
And eating any more regret.
God f$#@ing Damn't To Hell.
Someone please just take off this spell.
This curse.
I'm seeing doubles of this verse.
Think I'm just going to lay down.
Another hangover for tomorrow.
As the sun rises so will the headache.
Ohswell still got to do what you have to.
I am a functional alcoholic