Drunkenness.

Drink, glorious drink;
Means I do not think;
What no inhibitions?
No need to make decisions.

Bipolar drunk, that's me;
Happy as can be!
Then sad for just a second,
Then happy, so it's reckoned.

End up with some issues,
Run-mascara - tissues?
Kissing next-to strangers,
Don't care about the dangers.

Flashing all the drunk guys,
Somehow all the time flies.
Buy you a drink? Yes please.
Flirty, such a tease.

Short skirts and dresses, drunk?
I swear my clothing's shrunk...
Mirror image, blurry:
Eyesight kind of furry.

A haze of smiles and lipstick,
Lay the charm on way thick.
'Let's go to the alley!'
Hide-and-seek, who's keeping tally?

Falling on my front door,
Drink? Hell yes! I want more.
I think it's time to stop now.
And yet I do not know how.

Wake up in the morning,
Memories start dawning...
I'll never drink AGAIN...
And so starts another chain...