mr relapse

Thu, 03/30/2017 - 18:55 -- Hrafn

Sitting here daydreamingAll the time my brain is…Scheming, scheming, scheming. Even given all I knowMy brain just wantsAnother go, another go Consequences do not deter me now It won't hurt, here's how Nothing can stop this trainMy addled alcoholic brain Perhaps I will dieOr go insaneLets roll the dicePlay the game It's not my faultI am a productOf the systemAnyway – this timeIt will be different

This poem is about: 
Me

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