Walking the dogs

I was walking my dogs. All three. The chihuahuas leashed in each hand and my dachshund in a backpack on my shoulders cause she was barking and its hard. But I was listening to this song and walking around the park and in my head I kept remembering driving there almost 11 months ago everyday before work and drinking. I remember throwing the bottles in the trash and stumbling back to the car every morning. I kept looking for an empty bottle and there was none. And I missed it. Being drunk. And that’s when this song really resonated with me.

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Because I yearn for a way out
For the hurt, for a way down
For the worst, for the pain now
For all I've left for good