Written by An Anonymous Contributor
I feel like shit.
My heads a shed.
Think I’ll just go back to bed.
Negative mood.
Maybe I need food.
Feel this bad every day.
Something has to change.
Got stuff to arrange
Cancelled appointments
Emails unsent.
I had good intentions
At the start of the year.
I’m stuck in this cycle.
Of making plans
Yet once again
Getting on my bicycle
Heading off to the shop
At midnight
Oh what a sight.
Thank god it’s only moonlight.
I know what to do
Put down the booze
Quit the cigs
Whiten my teeth
It can all be repaired
Once again my life is spared
One day it will end
Be found by a friend
Surrounded by the mess
Of a month long binge
Then sober life will begin
How long will it last
Time goes so fast
For all my friends
Clocking up the years
They have no fears
For me it goes slow
The dark days below
Two weeks feels like a lifetime
If I had a dime
For every failed attempt
I’d surely be rich by now
I hate red wine
With a passion
Prosecco is more in fashion
It’s ethanol anyway
You put it in your car every day
We dress it up to be luxury
A treat for all festivities
It’s bullshit loud and clear
Poisoning every bone and cell
The people making the money
Think we can’t tell
They will have you believe
That it’s only a wretched few
Sat on a park bench
Bottle in hand
That’s not true
No way does it affect
Only a few
It starts with party lifestyle
That’s while you are in denial
It ends just you
All alone
Staring down your empty glass
Thinking you wished
you’d done better in class.
Then maybe you would have never
Picked up the glass.
One day I’ll quit this
And hopefully it will be forever.
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