Fear creeps over hiding body
Life by the wayside
Blurry sloppy shopping failure (they know)

Touched by The Fear
Shadows in the corner of mine eyes
Telling lies, really half truths
The belt and the noose
Posturing at the way you think
It should be, big man with big plans

Pretty little liar
Translucent *****
Tear me down to cracked foundation
No amount of plaster
Broken China

"This way lies ruin."
Why does it say that
At the bottom of the bottle

30 tall boys of ****** beer
A loaf of garlic bread
8balls that never make it
To the pool table

Hate how Kerouac talked
About being "high" on *****

The bottom of a bottle isn't
Place of elevation
Rather a state of inebriation
Grasping at the straws
Broke the camel's back
Or some such drudgery

Wish I could run away
Wish it wasn't too late
In over my head
In over my head
No place to go
No fields to sow
Or ducks in a row
Nothing go show
But bruised broken
Wrinkled carcass of me
Was never Adam
Ate whole basket
Forbidden fruit

Butterflies
  In stomach
    Gutrot
       Wish I had
          A bottle or
            Needle in a
               Haystack
                  Nodding out
                     At Tim's
                        On The Road
                  To nowhere

The adderall admiral
The ****** stallion
You down by a fifth
I'm up on a gallon