One Sip His brain always be doin this to him why the hell he gotta think so much? he wants answers there are no answers no one's here nothing's clear he's all alone so he takes one sip and he tastes the problems dissolve on the tip of his tongue he promises himself just one sip but his problems need more than that he downs a shot throat burns hot but his brain doesnt stop all he wants is peace he gots to stop this aint no way to handle **** so down it go downt the drain along with his troubles. PS: this is what i feel all alcoholics should do. just pour it down the drain b/c it only makes the problems worse. like my mama always says... when there are troubles. all you gotta think is, 'this too shall pass' love you all.