empty bottles litter the floor. static on the tv and dinner, cold on the stove. you won't be coming by and i'm drinking my last bottle of wine. sanitizing my heart and annihilating these thoughts running rampant inside my head.
i'm going all the way.
watch me laugh again.
prying open the screens and letting out the enemies. inner demons, watch out! you made this a fun ride, a black hole vortex and a slip n slide. i'm digging out the worms, bit by bit and loving every minute of it.
take the bottle to my lips wash it down with a prayer i memorized when i was a kid. with every drink i am lost and found then lost again.
its a war i can never win.
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