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Oceans Of Whiskey

Today the whiskey dried up    
fuck I feel so dry inside    
drinking beers to fill me    
   
pissing every twenty minutes    
without getting off all filler    
no climax    
   
it didn't take me to that place of magic    
where my brain is turned to mush    
forgetting for a moment the death march i'm on    
   
on a good whiskey day I get pissed    
three sheets to the wind    
crawling to my room    
   
where I fall off the bed in the middle of the night    
unlucky I didn't bash my skull and end it all    
the pied piper calling to me    
   
drink, swill get lost in another world    
one where i'm not socially inept    
a place where things make sense    
   
somewhere I can forget    
the pain that fillets my innards    
tears at my being    
   
I wake in the morning and sneak a drink    
trying so hard to hide the fact that i'm drunk by ten am    
slurring my words no one is fooled    
   
the truth is I love being a drunk    
it makes me feel alive    
even with a slow death breathing down my neck    
   
bottoms up, cheers and all that    
today was a bad day    
no oceans of whiskey to get lost in    
   
i've never felt so empty    
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
Published | Edited 21st Aug 2016
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