*Dear Alcohol*

It’s me and you again Locked in this room like a bottle and a man Tried to keep you at arm’s length But you flood my mind and shake my strength I like my feet on solid ground Yet the world you give me keeps spinning round That’s not me speaking, that’s not true But my friend said you helped him break through So I’m writing just to ask Can you measure the dose for this one task Not to see things, not to fall Just enough to numb it all Even though I don’t drink bottles, cans, or fill a glass I’m just a specter in this room, watching people pass After that, don’t call me a fan Just let me be a steady man