24 hrs too lose ya life

Alcoholics

Her eyes were bloodshot red and sunken in her head
Tired body weighed like lead on shoes that ripped to shreds
She wavered down the road with cider in her hand
Contemplating to go home or walk in no mans land
She thought about her son
Would she recognize him now
Took a sip from her bottle
And then she spat it out
Sun was fading behind old mills that have fallen now like she
Foundations could not hold the pressure of society
Found a way too cope escaping from sobriety

He sits in the park
Lonely after dark
They shine a light upon him
And tell him move along
No body warned him
He needed to belong
So he keeps on walking
Too slow to be a stalking
Too slow in the mind
Sometimes
He ticks away
God only knows what he would say
Had he a stage
An audience
A play
But its ok
As long as theres some super strength larger where he wakes

He straightened his tie in the mirror
And felt grateful to his friend
For lending him a suit
He's a funeral to attend
He placed a rose upon her
And felt sad to walk away
Thinking of the irony
That his mother passed away
And the doctor gave him days
Still he thought how much he loved her
For the way that he was raised
She nursed him with a bottle
That took them to their graves