A Drink I had, Editted as recomended by another blogger!

Beyound Caring

He reached out a glass my depression did

I felt at home with every condemning sip

And if a dagger in my demons hand appears

In my defence a simple truth I shall repeat

Without my unhappiness your quest is void

The life you have on my sadness you have built

Now pour me another and let us chat some more

My soul is heavy with regret and the hour is late