I Hurt Myself Again

I hurt myself again,

drinking each night to black out the person I will never be. 

And who I hate with a passion.

I worked so hard yet for a scarred liver that pumps toxins 

and can no longer stand internal issues and mental disorders.

Lungs crying to let the cigarette go and wheezing in agony to stop the murder

of a body that is not meant for a great destiny.