rooftop harmonies

i hate the way it burns my throat
i hate when it comes back the most
i hate the way i swallow hard
i hate that i let down my guard
i hate my body in a pile on the floor
i hate the fact that i crawl back for more
i hate the memories it brings to mind
i hate how it won't erase the tears i've cried
i hate my head over the garbage can
i hate the fact that my legs won't stand
i hate the pain that fills my head
i hate not knowing how i got to bed
i hate the texts that i send to friends
i hate the moment that this has to end
that's why tomorrow i'll do it again

FYI: I'm not actually an alcoholic! lol