At the Bottom

My mind's sinking Boat's thinking Hearts bumping and Music thumping Even evil evolves Reality rarely revolves Unless the liquor cabinets empty help me My vision slurs and words are dizzy What is this living but keeping busy And right now my mind's preoccupied It's stupefied Or more correctly its stupid-fied No barriers No boundaries I do what I want when I want to do it Regret it all in the morning like we've all been through it Liquid courage with my nikes on I've got enough to just do it These serums are addicting Weekends are reruns of bodys afflicting Great times and damaging harm Harm is great and time causes damage Some people live this mindset just to manage Evolved a beverage to create the evolved mind into a savage No officer I haven't been thinking Thinking about sinking myself in a tonic A drink that for making me think and speak backwards and switched is iconic Cheers to anyone that finds this ironic I’m not an alcoholic it’s just the demons inside of me get thirsty They bring out the worst of me Visions blurred but their hindsight is astounding They want to create mayhem using me it’s basically denouncing Maybe this isn’t something I should be announcing See on the outside I’m Brad Pitt but on the inside I’m Tyler Durden I’m Gods forgotten burden Certain that he knows not of my struggle Smuggle happiness in these demonic veins Cranes and tractors to construct a feeling Days like these I want to spraypaint the Sistine Chapel ceiling Piss on Mona Lisas smile Paint the White House shit brown and make Queen Elizabeth feel veil I’m not sadistic but a realistic They say life’s your canvas I’m just being artistic People admire the Van Goghs but I prefer the Jackson Pollocks Grab life by the horns I’m grabbing it by bollocks Clutch a bottle or two A beer or a few Pale in the face facing the garbage pale Hail down my darkest emotions My nightmares infused in these potions Divide reality to realize the lies equals the quotient Every dreams success I dream about breaking even I’ll be buried with my bottles because I don’t think God serves vodka in eden I’d fail the sobriety test if they tested the alcohol level in my semen I’m only 19 years but my minds real old I relate this to you since this story has to be told Give a teen problems and an escape and watch the addiction unfold Truth be gold But escape is platinum This is why some people don’t reach for therapy they reach for a magnum Smack crack coke smoke Poverty disease and famine If you want to stop drugs and alcohol here’s the cases to examine You think this can be solved with dare programs and interventions? These poisons planted with only the best intentions Governments ask what is it they’re not seeing I reply I am not an advertisement welfare requirement crack baby smack save me drug lord teenager bored raver or serious craver I’m just a hurting human being