Unrelenting
Always tempting
Never at ease
A hereditary disease
When pickled in alcohol
I feel at home
Like a bird in the trees
Bad skin
No healthy glow
Check my reflection
The whites of my eyes are now yellow
Bloated abdomen
Itchy flaky skin
Does this sound fun?
I picked a fight with the devil..
Guess who won
I might seem vibrant
But inside I\'m black
A living
Walking
Breathing
Heart attack
I might seem healthy
But I\'m ill at ease
An inviting host
For a cancerous disease
Drying out for the umpteenth time
Trying to break the curse
Counting down the days
I hope my stomach ulcer doesn\'t burst
Sobriety is a daunting task
Death may be near
But I do not fear
My loved ones suffering is minimal
Is all that I ask
A prisoner of my own experience
Strength I lack
I stare at death
And death stares back
Uncomfortable reading
But the truth hurts
Can\'t quench the unquenchable...
Thirst