just a few beers and a roll up
won”t disrupt this behaviour
or maybe it will, decide later, i”m sure you will
with each can opened a new sense of release
now a ticking time bomb
the bipolar ready to unleash
i”m manic and proud, behold temptations unbound
behave in a civilised manner i must
now becoming more unfortunately crude
this is now what comes later
i”m now trapped in this cycle, a beer or seven later
what is to become an undoing of processed thought
now like a computer with a virus my mind feeds on alcohol, my thoughts, feelings unhinged, i walk it from beginning to end, this only leads one way
back to memory lane why did i open that can?
how do i explain once again?