I don’t know why people admire sobriety
Booze chases away every plight
Strips away life’s anxiety
Takes the edge off every night
But in the morning, in the light
When I’m driving to work at the store
When I need to face up to life
It puts the edge back on—harder than before
Everyday life becomes a struggle…
Vomiting up Christmas ham at the gas station
Summer family picnics, dying of dehydration
Lunch dates are torture no matter the plate
Small talk is the absolute worst fate
Every daily experience
I suffer behind this mask of normality
Keeping everyone unaware of my dreadful reality
I’m robbed of ambition
A Captainless ship
Sinking in an empty ocean
And my mask begins to slip
But at some point, some sweet, sweet point
The sun bleeds grapefruit pink across the sky
And the day is over
And my ship floats to shore
And I’ve survived
Again
For better or worse
And to celebrate, I have a drink
And another
And I can take off my mask
And another
And the hangover is gone
And another
And it’s magical
And another
And I create wonderful things
And another
And the crickets sing
All is well
And I fade back into this beautiful Hell