Red rigor no longer flows down yearly wails
Walls sturdy from failing falls
Bile and piss and vomit seep back into spongy holes
And scab from ignorance
Nights spent riding pink elephants fade to black
Sweat stains no left from hitting the sack
Shakes shaking off for a yearly coin flipped in the screaming meetings face
Trying to look at the glass half full,
Knowing I’d just drink that too
I was sunk in handles when I vomited the sheets to my bed
Its only right I lay in it
10 years laid on the line
Oh god
Oh god what have i done
It's the yearly hangover
The first of many
Flipping the coin
Keeping my head high
Headlights speeding down that hill
Wrap myself around the idea
Lips swallow the bottle
Injected straight into my rotted gut
Lived liver holding it back
Giving up 10 for a lifetime
A year long hangover
Dragged along the rock bottom ocean of spirits
Ghost clawing at my face, red and broken
Swollen joints, staring up
Thinking swimming up was where the sun was
While the moon pulled me closer
Breaking the surface over and over
Riding the ocean like captain jack
Sober, it still hangs over
Past sunk into the drains
Along with scalded skin
Curled balls in the bottom of showers
Shivering away your mass
Until nothing is left
But the stains on your soul
I can never apologise enough for the things I don't remember
I can only say I’m sorry until it falls on deaf ears
All I have is the words “I’ve changed”
After 365 days