Unsteady room and a fuzzy brain
I drink it down to ease the pain
Inhale deeper to keep it quiet
To stop my brain’s eternal riot
Destructive methods to stay sane
Because, my brain, it thinks too much
Of all the hellish things and such
Darkened thoughts, they pull me in
Persistent reminders of chagrin
I fear I am falling out of touch
So I raise a glass in toast tonight
To kiss away last year’s rough bite
And lean into tonight’s head rush
To beg my brain to please just hush
This year, I know, is mine to write
It always comes without a warning
But we’ll start anew in the morning
