Sobriety …
[curse of the drinking classes}
Wake in a darkened room,
Lonely,
Dank,
Feel the gloom.
Stagger from a heartsick bed.
Friendless.
Toothless.
Not right in the head.
Alcohol my only friend
Oblivion.
Release.
To an unnoticed end.
Tomorrow more of the same.
Sober
dull
must dim the brain.
Alcohol, the finest anaesthetic
forget.
Not feel.
everything is copacetic.
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