Battle

Bought the Whiskey.
I had to drown my issues.
Bought a joint.
I had to puff into sanity.

First sip.
Is this really right?
Second gulp.
Is this what I really want?
Spits the third sip.
I should try therapy.
Pours the almost full bottle.
I should never relapse.
But I just relapsed.
I must book the appointment now!
Never again shall I drown my sorrows again with cheap liquor.
Any liquor.

I can't find the light.
I have always had the lighter.
What will I use to light?
I need to lighten my mood.
I need to smoke my troubles away
I can't.
I throw away the joint.
Never use it to calm the demons.
To that path I shan't walk.

I have booked the appointment.
I have renewed, no, revived my membership.
I have cleaned the Kitchen.
Onwards to the therapist.
To the gym it is.
And healthier food I shall