***** and whiskey
mind gets slippery
uneven slopes down your body of..
hope,
one day, to understand
pessimistic feelings
fading away in the distance of ones thoughts
impaired
for moments of time
moments of life
escape
within the reach of my fingers
i can feel the exit on the tip of my grasp
subzero liquor bottles numb my soul inside
as i take a sip that drips down my spine
chilling
over an uneasy stomach
words ***** as i open my mouth to
express
certain sentiments boiled deep into a gut wrenching void
of living with distant reflections
intoxicated thoughts tangled in the brain.