Oblivion
By JFarrell
As I discard the empty wine bottle
And open my 2nd of the day
It is not without a little regret
That I begin to drink
I know this rubbish I drink
Is killing my stomach
Is rotting my teeth
Is (probably) making my depression worse
Is, generally, not good for me
But
As I finish the 2nd bottle
And go to bed
I will not dream
I will not wake up at 3am
Too scared, too traumatized
To go back to sleep
The oblivion offered by drink
(and drugs, if youβre into that kinda thing)
May be an imperfect remedy
But, it is an imperfect environment we live in
And it works (at a cost)
Purpose At The Bottom Of A Bottle
Habit or addiction
evasion as a tactic
dive beneath the gloom
revel in the void
touch nothing but the glass
dream of more alcohol
rise and realize your best
way to rejeuvenate
the will to drink and think
this is a liver killer
a destroyer of the pancreas
clogging the brain
with little molecules
of death.
.
allets
05-02-17
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