Drunken Thoughts.

It's getting so late,
Yet sleep doesn't come.
Isn't this just great-
I start to hum.

A tune that know one knows,
I'll forget it in a few.
I relish in my woes,
I take this as my last cue.

Trying to leave you all,
You won't let me.
Running into the wall,
THe one I can't see.

Falling down to the ground,
I get up and think.
Without making a sound,
I take another drink.

Not an alcoholic, or a drunk,
But sometimes I wish I was.
My life has sunk,
I can only hear a buzz.

What's going on?
Where am I?
I want know till everything is gone,
BUt somehow I think I will die.

Not waking up anytime soon.
I see you cry and mourn.
Now I wish I hadn't drunk till noon,
Now my life is frayed and worn.

[no im not drunk or anything, its 1:55am and i was bored so i wrote]