Real

I can’t live without you, I can’t breath or think 
My family argue with me about you but I don’t care what others think.
I’m exhausted from pretending that everything is ok and I’m fine 
It’s on you I’m depending to keep me in line.
My family want to help me give you up and move on
But the pain is too great without you and I can’t carry on.
I can’t stand the shaking or the pain when you are away
I can’t feel when you are here and that’s ok.
I need to be strong and let you go now so my body can heal. 
There’s a rocky road ahead of me but I need to hold on to something real. 
I need to be a man and stop running away from all the problems building up that got me carried away. 
I need to change my train of thought and stop the way I think. 
But I’ll I’m what wondering is if realistically I can ever give up the drink.