The circle of despair
Just have one, to let go, to fit in, go on, just one.
Have another, need more confidence, loosen up a bit.
Why not just one more, in control, be the life of the party.
Such a loser, no self esteem, no self control.
Drunk, disgusting, wasted mess. So far gone, no way back.
Loser, worthless, alcoholic slut. Bitch, whore, so useless.
Sober, realising, regretful space. Black fog, depression descends.
Drink to forget, to shut out the screaming hell of reality.
The darkness, the despair, the nothingness of life.
Amidst self destruction a tiny light, the promise of a life without shame.
The light shines brighter, burning through the pain.
Create a new beginning, re-write the story to one of hope, to endless possibility.