Put the beer down.

hate hate hate, all i hear and see around, noise anger echoes engines. Constant mind scattering scraping sounds flow through me and I cannot pull out this hair that provokes me. I have numbed my mind by BAC . Instead of facing and looking at me. I flee. I destroy all that surrounds me when I pour a drink . My career is going in the toilet not the sink. Love scares me into self loathing. I must let go of my damage before it's irreversible.