I battle the demon damn near every night
The morning alarm says I'm sober
I don't believe it
Then, the guilt sets in
Evidence is on the face I see in the mirror
Bruised nose from the toilet
My glasses caked with something not worth celebrating
Something not worth remembering
But I do


You know what, I'm sick of this shit
I admit, I regret I allowed myself
To be inflected with this sickness
But guilt isn't such a bad thing
It's the acknowledgement of wrong doing
They say ignorance is the best defense
I feel acceptance is the best offense
Accept the guilt, learn from it & move right on along

The ice is melting
The cup is sweating
The whiskey is screaming
It's been willingly abandoned

Rest assured up above, Father
I hear you