Drunk
Everything
Moving in a blur
As if on a drunken stupor
Stumbling with every step
I’m falling
Forgetting which parts of my body
I need to erect
Emotions pour out
Producing pools
Deposits in which
I drown
Submerging my self
Within the deep
Dark depths of
Oceans
I created
Alarm clocks screech
Like a screamo band
Playing at a silent venue
Scaring away the birds and
Punishing the minds of those
Who drank until it hurt
Unsure of past events
We put on a mask
Pretend that everything is normal
Go to work
Go to school
Go to class
It all goes by
So fast
Thus we come home
That same day
To drink
Drink
Drink
The night away
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