You look like the sparkle in your eyes have dimmed

The empty bottles

Fill the bin,

And fill me with embarrassment. 

Can't wait to bin day,

Til the bin is empty

And so is my embarrassment. 

You don't think you could be an addict. 

Then all of a sudden it's everyday. 

You can't be bothered watching TV. 

Reading books or things

That you used to love, 

For they get in the way. 

You stop looking at your bank balance. 

It just gets in the way. 

And you don't get to far 

When walking the dog, 

As you'll need something

That will numb 

What you can't fix, 

The thing that won't go away. 

The sleepless nights don't help. 

And work gets in the way. 

Sometimes things feel normal. 

And you are scared 

Because you get carried away. 

The doctors can't help you. 

Another blood test 

And that says you're okay. 

But I can't be bothered, 

And that grows in its own way. 

The little things, 

Drives and adventures. 

Nights out and new recipes. 

Movies and new books. 

Now just lines and is the shop closed, 

Cause I always need. 

Always need one more. 

Always on my mind. 

One to help me sleep, 

The other to stop the sadness in my mind.