You make me sober in ways I don't understand.
The way you kiss me,
The way you hold my hand.
It makes me feel like I have purpose.
Like I can finally breathe,
As if the weight upon my shoulders has left.
Every single time that I feel hazy,
buzzed and gone,
I think of you and I can see clearly.
But I'm sorry that I didn't think of you that night...
When I clearly wasn't in my right state of mind.
The way I yelled at you, and left...
I was intoxicated with the monster.
I decided to drive away.
Little did I know,
I wouldn't return,
and the men in blue would show up at your house.
A tragic story of how alcohol can ruin someone's life and how it effects others...
Drink responsibly and safely.