Lie, steal, drink and cheat.
Seems you are back to repeat.
The same mistakes as you made before.
Chances are too few for you to ignore.
Thought progress was being made.
Instead it looks like you’re starting to fade.
Fall back into habits that led you to here.
Maybe you should put down the vodka and beer.
Consider how close you are to doom.
Lose your livelihood and it’ll be your tomb.
Surely there is more to lose even if you wish to refute.
No need to force your life into a painful execute.
Ask for aid.
Don’t be too proud.
Struggling happens.
No need to…
Shatter what you still hold in your hands.
Inflict upon yourself unnecessary brands.
Cause missteps don’t have to define your future.
Shift trajectory to avoid need of a suture.
Chances are low and you’re close to an end.
Self-preservation is something you should intend.