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Cradle

Tell me its petty,
Childish and dumb.
Adding up glasses,
To figure a sum.
Heart overflowing,
Way over the brim,
Drink down the brew,
To forget about him.
Catching a flash,
Around here and there,
In eyes that know hunger,
Just follow the stare.
Numb it all out,
So data is key,
Find all the answers,
Forget about me.
Brush up against her,
Throw up a sign,
Make an attempt,
To keep her in line.
Look at me now,
No! Hold your ground,
Fuck now they see you!
The weakness is found.
Back and forth glances,
Forced back in this state,
Inside myself,
To reevaluate.
Behold my existence,
The image is mere,
So crank up the music
And pass me a beer.
Must be in circles,
A mindset of spheres,
Round and then back again,
Right through my ears.
Senses are clashing,
You’re on the run,
Come forth and heal,
For we are not done.
Searching for answers,
In your remiss,
The bottoms of beer mugs,
Hold a reminisce.
Stacking them up,
A temple of glass,
Calling forth sorrow,
And reaching the mass.
Here I’m an icon,
So walk out the door,
Slump down in the dirt,
And cry like before.
Spend the day aching,
Bitter and weak,
Filled up with words,
You dare not to speak.
Living in glasses,
Awaiting the pour,
Leaves each day even more real than before.
I cannot bear it,
I simply cannot,
So open a tab,
And pour me a shot.
Fuck that!
A mug right off the rack,
Fill until its overflowing with Jack.
Nighttime approaches,
Doctor’s orders ring clear,
So crank up the music,
And pass me a beer.

(2013)

#Etc #Life #Loss #Sad

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