I've Changed My Addiction

The blade is gone
I still continue on.
I see it there taunting, flaunting, daunting.
Just daring me to give in.
Again.'

This is my confessional,
It's a little unconventional,
but hey, it's my problem anyway.
How do I say it? I've given in.
To a different kind of sin.

I decided to drink my them away,
maybe they'll come back someday.
For now I'm in a stupor. That I can't turn back from.
I am drinking to go home.
I drink to keep my head alone.

I do enjoy casual conversations.
My mind is unnatural conservation.
Maybe someday, I can turn away from the past.
For now I tip back my drink.
As I slowly lose my ability to think.