Liquid Beast

That booze is a beast,
right when you expect it least,
it slashes your throat
bleeding you to the floor
always taking more than
you're ready to set free.
Is it best to part ways?
That booze is a beast
that eats you alive
from the insides of your gut,
dumb fucking luck
pretending its not there.
Coursing through the
bloodstream..fucking up
all of your dreams and
ambitions.
Letting loose, stripping
societal inhibitions
and destroying families.
That booze is a beast
and it wakes the kids at night.
Shags em out of bed
with visions of Mom's head
banging on the walls.
Disturbing baby's sleep
with drunken bullshit
that screams and calls
for fucking up their halls
of precious memories.
Responsibilities?
Booze has but one...