ya im drunk

Leat the liquids of lies crate creation in my mind.... I feel so numb I can't even think... I feel so grate bit still so sick... I don't even know what im doing... My hed feels so rong I can't stop to thing of all the wrong in this world... Is this a poem I don't know... Im just writing down my thoughts well I sit here drunk... All I can do is sit her and think of all the wrong j have ever done and so much more... I feel so nsivk... Of everything... I don't even know way im writing perhaps for help I don't know... Al just keep writing till I know