Rumple Minz

Woke up again, sweaty and sober.
Walk down to the liquor store.
Shaky hands tell the man what I need.
A bottle of 100 proof, peppermint.
A minty burn warms my body.
The nerves and shakes die.
I down this pint and about 5 minutes.
Damn that was faster than usual.
I head back for another.
I sip on this one until I'm drunk.
Then I slam the rest. Ahh yes!
That's the feeling I chase.
So good, so alive. So anything.
Fall down onto the glass table.
Glass breaks into a shower of shards.
My hand is bleeding, I'm fine though.
After all I am drunk. That is what I wanted.
Day after day I repeat this scenario.
Self destruction is what I live for.
My liver aches, its hard to piss,
But damn I feel good when I'm drinking.