13 November 2012
Sometimes no one listens, Except the beer in my glass, Sometimes no one understands, Unless I drain it fast.
Spirits give me courage, though, To say just what I think, I swear I need that little shot, To push me to that brink.
Just one glass of cider, please, Then my youngest will run, Then my life is bearable, My shoulders? Not a tonne.
Alcohol takes care of me, Forgetting is a charm, A blessing sent to me, I swear, One drink'll be no harm...
So don't you judge me, you sir, As I sit at this bar, Knocking back a thousand rums, Despite that taste of tar...
It numbs the pain.
Numbing The Pain. • Opuss № I