The Drink (a poem)

The Drink

I don’t wanna drink

Until the pain goes away

I don’t wanna depend on it

To have a good time

To ease my nerves

To quiet my mind

To make me feel safe

And loved

Cause it will never love me

Never leave me

Never hurt me

But no– 

That’s wrong!

It will hurt me

Leave me

Sick and alone in the corner

Crying, praying, wishing

For it to go away

Crying, praying, wishing

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