Binge Drinker

they told me im a physico.

cause i had a few drinks and they said i went insane.

i get up the next morning and that shits messing with my brain.

apparently i raised my voice at her and made some empty threats.

honestly im not a bad guy but my mind is on the frits

now im sitting here wondering who i am.

i always though i was the good guy, fucken felt like superman.

dont get me wrong i apologized and they said it was okay.

but i lost control, i should have been locked away.

i dont sleep and im barley eating loosin my mental.

day after day.

but im a man now so who the fuck do i talk to.

Dr. Phill?

no fucken way!

cause we handle our own shit, right?

thats what men do but shit i dont know if ill see this through.

maybe i get some sleep and for get all about it.

but i dont see that happening cause im the one who flipped a shit.

i grew up a church boy and i believe what they told me.

but as the years go by i feel so unholy.

i had to get this off my chest cause that shit was crushing my heart.

hate it or love it at least now i might not fall apart.