Biography

 
 
 
 
Label on the bottle
Liquid down the hatch
Minutes to a drunken state
There's no coming back
 
Foot down on the throttle
Driving way to fast
You don't answer to your name
Or for what is in your past  
 
Made into a model
But who do you want to ask
For what your purpose is
For what alcohol can't mask
 
Running from the sorrow
Just ask an honest man
What made his wife run far away
Why can't he get her back
 
You hoped to be an idol
Opinion in demand
Sober is a sad face
Fleshless eyes of black
 
Paste my thoughts to coddle  
In your heart that beats a tad
Gather my mistakes
Turn them into  poison gas
 
An ending made to swallow
Like one wish becomes demand
Some stories never write the way
One wishes that they had