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Up For Air

Life, my life, in general,
rippled daze and blurriness;
a view Iíd experienced
more times than Iíll admit.
Life becomes surreal,
without form or feel,
while prone or kneel'd,
drowning in a vat,
a wooden sake 酒 vessel
of addiction to. . .
escape.

After a couple of times,
times one-hundred,
when dehydration
sledge hammers me
back
to a sober reality,
Iím up for air;
my head just above
the liquid line of
my self destruction.
And though in pain,
life appears clearer.

I inhale a deep breath
of focus
only to return below
for another round
of the hot elixir of sin.
For within ----
I am an Emperor!
A ruler measured only
by the overindulgence
of the drink.

This is the lie
I allow my soul
to rely never deny
the wet wine of
fantasy and fate.

Just a cheap way
to get by and bye.
Tallen
Written by Tallen (earth_empath)
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