The Drink In Me by Stella Sawyer

Standing staring at the glass
One more sip
It’s not the last
Each drink I take it takes my soul
Slipping drifting in this dark hole

The hole of death drink & pain
Another sip to numb the brain
No need to think no need to care
Never needing someone there

Just a bottle and a glass
Pretend this one will be the last
Sinking back into that hole
Of drink and pain that takes my soul

Feeling trapped and can’t get free
The glass, the bottle
The drink in me

The pain will end, I know one day
The drink will take my soul away
Yes I am trapped inside my head
Just keep on drinking
I know soon I’ll be dead.