The root of alcoholism

The nature of inhibitions are
surprisingly to inhibit you
from discovering the truth.

And so to stay sane
imbibe alcohol again
and discover our miserable souls (once more)
and awake with a headache at dawn.

The truth, you see
is the inhibited we
see truth in staying the same...

We follow the path
that our puppeteers grasp
and search for people to blame.

Stop blaming them all;
Stop blaming yourself --
Stop blaming the brew that brings some truth.

The truth is the strings
are flimsy things that are cut
as soon as you stray from their *intent*

Resplendent in your freedom
you are small. Drink some more.
And then realise, that's all there is.

And drink, drink, drink.
And still that remains all there is.
And drink, drink, drink 'til death drinks the void.