One Hundred and Forty Seven

The world, it blurs before my eyes,
This should come as no surprise.
Is this the reason that I drink?
Remove ability to think?

I don't know why I run away,
Why I can't face the day,
I think I am a clever man,
But my drinking has a different plan.

One Hundred and Forty Six

I try to be the best I can,
I try to be a better man,
I try to be a helpful friend,
I try to be there to attend.

But try is never good enough,
Decisions made, however tough,
Seem to be the wrong way round,
Can the way really be found?