Life is so important, why spend it walking around in a daze?
I wrote this poem, because I think this is exactly what a liquor would says.
Oh sure, take a sip of me, why don’t you.
While I erode your insides,
you remain without a clue.
You use me to drown away your sorrows.
I’ll wash away the pain right now,
but have you considered,
how you’ll feel tomorrow?
I”ll make you feel happy-go-lucky,
but just for one day.
Help you wake-up feeling
weired and disoriented,
Yeah! you’ll fix some weird concoction
and hope the pain will go away.
Reach inside yourself and find a happy place.
For I am just a temporary fix.
I can’t really make your pain go away.
With your life, your taking a big risk.
Sure there isn’t anything wrong with
drinking in moderation,
but drinking too much of me,
will make you experience,
an ugly and weird sensation.
I am capable of making,
your life get out of control.
I am the creator of death,
and I have been succesfully
in possessing many lost souls.
When you pick-up that glass.
I need you to stop and ask.
Will this be to me an addition?
Can I control this,
with the utmost restrictions?
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