I see your eyes
I see the blackness in between
You tie up your brain
And continue to make a scene

You drink your way to heaven
But end up in an earthly hell
High on some sort of magic spell

I see you feel so tall
Drinking until you can't think
The ever so alluring drug: alcohol

Your words are your heart
I am the amputee, trying to make it start
Your mind goes limp
While I sing along to my favorite hymn

Your mind cries out in agony
As I watch you guzzle it down
The irony is:
You think I'm the clown!

I wish I could make it all disappear
I cry, but my mind becomes clear
I start to think
And release all fear