Alcohol

You can't drown all your problems in Alcohol,
A day will come when you need to stand up and fight,
So who's on you side?

A girl that couldn't handle life and was blown away,
A boy that painted his wrist with the silent screams of pain,
A Parent who watched the life of their child slip away?

Children can be cruel,
But cruel turns to vindictive,
And vindictive turns into a bottle of pills.

Sober until further notice,
Swirling down the drain,
What have you become?

Cope if you can,
But remember,
You can't drown all the pains of life,
In a bottle of Alcohol
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This is my first poem... :)