Chasing Demons

Chasing demons 16/08/2018 Chasing demons in the demon drink. Chasing them away One would think. Take a swig Long and deep. The hole you dig You soon will reap. Pass my lip Slide sweetly down. Just one sip And I will drown. Fill the hole Hidden within. Belly swollen Big bottle of Gin. Abate your trouble For one night. Awake it’s doubled Hold on tight. Drinking sessions And money burned. Life’s hard lessons Have been learned. I used to think Drink was my friend. The demon drink My heart would mend. But I have an addiction After all. A large predilection For alcohol. The demons won’t Ever leave me. Your sermons won’t Ever appease me. I’m the one Who has the voice. I won’t drink again I made my choice.