Drink;
You\'ll feel warm, content and carefree.
Until you sober up and,
Try to remember all the forgotten memories.
Guilty, nauseous and depressed,
Combined symphony of sadness and sweat,
You try to gain some composure,
Decide on bringing this misuse to a closure
But, truly, you don\'t want to be sober,
From that day on your escape is forever over
You would be haunted by your mind,
Anxiety, loneliness and overthinking
And that,
That, will forever feel worse than simply drinking.