Alcohol |a poem

fireworks, fireworks and smoke, pyrotechnics

Alcohol

Liquid pleasure fill my brain
Make me forget the day
Wash the darkness down
Why is it when I need
To be lifted in spirit
Spirits bring me down
Laissez les bons temps rouler
But I slide down with the darkness
Flushed away with the vomit
The wine was supposed to
Make me forget my misery
But here I sit crying
Because I choose a depressant
When I needed an upper

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