Severe anxiety- couldn’t even write, Curled up in a ball, grasping my pillow tight. I can’t calm down, try as I might. Crushed with uncertainty, overcome with fright. Drinking Margaritas, I start feeling alright. Wandering in darkness, I can’t find the light. Needing my Jesus… He’s no where in sight.
Alcohol calms me, alcohol balms me. Trying all my tricks, for anxiety to fix. Shaking yet stiff, fear just won’t lift. I need an escape, no more can I take.
While just recently wired, alcohol makes me tired. Relief from this strife, escaping my life.