The Whiskey Made Me Do It

Whiskey has a way of opening
darkest recesses of the brain  
nearer to the genius  
or is it the clinically insane  
coats its tongue in juices  
where honey rubs your mash  
leaves your soul wide open  
blood,   scars,   masks  
no pain  
no pain  
no pain  
momentary lapses of reason  
a show of force  
a shot of temporary fixation  
fighting  for finality of freedom  
but freedom won't be won at night  
still troubles might go lost  
burning down all bridges  
no worry, no price, no cost least not tonight
Written by JusTim_
Author's Note
the glasses aren't just rose
it's the way you wear them
that makes them glow ...
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