Bottleneck

Fill it
up to
the top

So that
I can
drink
again

I want to
feel the
pleasure

And to
forget
the pain

Old Faces

I
loved
talking
to you
so much
tonight

It
bought
a tear
to my
eye

It seems
there’s
no one
else I
want to
sit with

And
watch
the
world
go by

Twist My Arm (2)

Afternoon:

Drink
your
tea

Eat
your
food

Leave
behind
your
mournful
mood

Come
out
tonight

Have
some
fun

For
our
time
has
only
just
begun

The 27 Club

So this
is hell
then,
is it

Who
knew
it would
look like
this?

I
reckon
I’m going
to like
it here

But
first
I need
a piss

The Train Home

Why
can’t
it be
like that
all the
time

Talking,
laughing
and
drinking
wine

It
always
feels
like
such a
crime

When I
have to
return
to this
life of
mine

‘Drink Me’

I
really
should
just stop
now

I am
totally
out of
control

It seems
I have
well and
truly
fallen

Down the
proverbial
rabbit
hole

Last Orders

Is that
really
it

There’s
nothing
more?

She asks
while
falling
to the
floor

We’ve
drunk
it all

The
well
is dry

He
exclaims
with a
tear in
his eye

Swipe Right

How’s
about
it

Just
us
two?

Fancy
a
walk

Visit
the
zoo?

Get
a
beer

Eat
some
food?

Spend
the
night

Being
terribly
rude?

Possibilities

I’m
going out
tonight

To
remind
myself
to live

I’m also
hoping to
forget

What I
know
I can’t
forgive

Legless

Play that song
one more time

She
said

And pour me
another drink

I want to
feel something

She
said

And I don’t want
to have to think

Until Someone Loses An Eye

What
happens
when the
laughter
stops

When
that
penny
finally
drops

When we
wake up
tomorrow
with a
raging
hangover

And that
stomach
churning
guilt
takes
over

For Whom The Bell Tolls

I’m not ashamed
to admit

I shed a tear or
two last night

As the clock
struck twelve

It was all
a bit shit

Sitting here
all night

And drinking
by myself

Drinking

I fear I’ve
had one too
many a drink
tonight…

Perhaps now
is not the
time my story
to write…

IPA

Beer…

maintaining the great divide
between dreams and reality…

since 1993.

Pretence

People are easy to fool, on the whole, I find.

They are so wrapped up in themselves they don’t notice me standing there, amongst them, pretending to be happy…

Two Day Hangovers

You can take a tablet to halt a head ache.
You can eat a sandwich to settle a queasy stomach.
You can sleep a while to revive your weary bones.

But the self loathing?

That shit lingers on inside your head for days. And there’s nothing you can do to help that.

God, hangovers are awful.

Booze (Pt 1)

I hope I find the answers I’m looking for at the bottom of this pint glass.

Otherwise putting make up on to leave the house tonight was a waste of time…

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