Climbing inside the bottle

I look in the mirror and cry.

I see the misery, the angst, the despair

Drinking to ease the pain

Inside the bottle

Always looking out

Never seeing in.

This solace afforded to me

Such sweet amber fluid

That courses through my veins

From inside the bottle

For the sake of itself only.

Forever lost and alone,

Forever forlorn.

Climbing inside the bottle

Seeing myself for what i truly am,

A lonely man.

09/08/1985

Author's Note: ... angst from long ago.....

Posted on 06/09/2008
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