Keyed away all the time
Only entrance is a time bomb
Repress and hide without a doubt
But explode with the slightest bump
If your brain is a lock, then ***** is a key
Drink clockwise to keep it shut
But a blade turned left can be used to unlock
The door is always jammed anyways
You’re not a monster
But you drink when you think you are
To forget or repress
Perhaps the habit is the simplest part
I envision the pool of blood
With a bottle dropped by your blue hand
The vein is easier to enter than your mind
Bleeding out with a numbness to accompany
You say you’re not an addict
Just a man with an unhealthy habit
Regardless of that, my friend
This will be guiding you towards your end
I see and know so little
You are mysterious and completely closed
But intuitively it’s obvious
How you are not the **** you think you should hide
I do not know your story
But I do know your expression
I do not know your true self
But I do know your suffering
And no collection of particles
So decent and at worst neutrally charged
Would ever deserve drinking and thinking
Themself to death
You are seen and you are heard
You are validated and assured
You are not a disease or infection
You are not a monster or mutation
Keep the door locked if you wish
But don’t wait until it has to be impounded
You can unlock without the spirits
And open your mouth and mind
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 9:24 AM UTC
Keyed away all the time
Only entrance is a time bomb
Repress and hide without a doubt
But explode with the slightest bump
If your brain is a lock, then ***** is a key
Drink clockwise to keep it shut
But a blade turned left can be used to unlock
The door is always jammed anyways
You’re not a monster
But you drink when you think you are
To forget or repress
Perhaps the habit is the simplest part
I envision the pool of blood
With a bottle dropped by your blue hand
The vein is easier to enter than your mind
Bleeding out with a numbness to accompany
You say you’re not an addict
Just a man with an unhealthy habit
Regardless of that, my friend
This will be guiding you towards your end
I see and know so little
You are mysterious and completely closed
But intuitively it’s obvious
How you are not the **** you think you should hide
I do not know your story
But I do know your expression
I do not know your true self
But I do know your suffering
And no collection of particles
So decent and at worst neutrally charged
Would ever deserve drinking and thinking
Themself to death
You are seen and you are heard
You are validated and assured
You are not a disease or infection
You are not a monster or mutation
Keep the door locked if you wish
But don’t wait until it has to be impounded
You can unlock without the spirits
And open your mouth and mind
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