Itβs the dawn of day and I am still up thinking
My happy thoughts are shrinking
While my mood is quickly sinking
I have a lot of happy days but some days I canβt survive without drinking
It messes up my thinking
My senses shrinking
My heart sinking
I want to feel the adrenaline without the drinking
When I start clearly thinking
The bad energy starts shrinking
My demons sinking
I created poison and was the only one drinking
Poetry & Self-Awareness 