Before I Have To Go

I wake up every day feeling anxious,

I know drinking every night is dangerous,

But I can’t talk about it with strangers,

Social anxiety keeps me quiet, keeps all your demons inside and I can’t

fight it,

I know people need me, It’s the only reason I’m still breathing,

But it’s only physical, just a heart that’s still beating,

The soul inside me is broken and beaten, and the real me is struggling to

keep believing,

All the bullying and trauma is rising to the surface, Now every waking

moment I’m anxious and nervous, I try to numb it with Whiskey and beer,

But it does little to calm my anxiety and fear, If you’re holding that drink, I

hope you have the courage to pour it down the sink, If you do you’re

stronger than I am, I’m scared to be sober but also scared of dying, In

these trying times we all need reason for hope, I just hope I can find mine

Before I Have To Go