Inebriate.

As i walk my vision blurs,

as i speak the words are slured,

i'm trying to think but my mind thinks not,

i left the bar around five o' clock?

Never should have went alone,

never should have left my phone,

never should have drank four more,

and now i struggle to find my home. 

Blacked out picture that storms my eyes, 

a wet sensation travels down my thighs, 

unbearable pain rips through my side. 

Not sure when i fell but here i am, 

Down on the ground in foerign land, 

cold and drunk with scars and bruises, 

if one word could describe how i truly feel inside,

it's.... usless.