The Drunkard

A morning of vomit, tremens and sweat
   a pathetic existence, full of regret
A sickened spirit, an irrational mind
   lasting relations are unable to find
An unhealthy body, thoughts are impure
  seeking relief for an emotional cure
Loss of job, loss of home,and the ultimate dream
  replaced with disgust and low self esteem
Lack of desire, depraved of ambition
  lulling through life in blind repetion
Dignity's gone, left with no self respect
  responsibility fails and succumbs to neglect
Questioned self worth and mounting despair
  causing worry and sorrow to those who still care
Consumed by self pity,depression and shame
  searching for an excuse and someone to blame
While loneliness builds, unable to cope
  temptation prevails and chips away hope
Feeling lost and confused, one breaks down to pray
  unsure if tomorrow brings the same as today