12-25-15 thirty three days clean
I think I'm a bit dizzy
From the ghost in my head.
We been running 'round in circles,
He's been wishing I was dead

You don't know how bad you haunt me.
When no one is looking,
You cling to my ceiling and taunt me
With everything I can't have.
- (m.m) (pvris vibe??)

You drink so late, the lights are flashing
I've got anxiety as I think about us crashing.
I'm sick of this.
You can't drink away your guilt.
You're tearing down the brick house you've built!
I just want to sleep it off,
Forget all of this for about nine hours
Tell you to get down from your power trip tower.
You're driving fast on the icy roads.
I don't wanna think about whwre this could go.
You're talking about rock and roll as we step inside.
Can't you see it makes me anxious when you drink and drive?
- (m.m) (really proud of this poem)