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What are you waiting for?
You coerced me to swallow your list of demands
until I'd collapse, drunk on your restrictions.
Intoxicated by your manipulative words,
I keep losing pieces of me as I follow your lead.
I attempt to stand yet I have no balance.
Waves of ignominy ripple my entire being.
Living in fear - living an oppressed life,
without the strength to persevere.
My vision is blurred - I can't distinguish between
the truth and the lies; they appear to be the same.
I seem to have lost all of my possessions,
for I myself have become your possession.
Even when I'm hungover, you feed me your booze,
reluctant to grant me permission to become sober.
Longing for my freedom - if such notion exists;
perhaps I will be free when I vomit the last drop.
