 Sober
Sober
There's a shadow just behind me
shrouding every breath I take
making every promise empty
pointing every finger at me.
Waiting like a stalking butler
who upon the finger rests.
Murder now the path called must we just before the son has come.
Jesus, won't you ****ing whistle something but the past and done? Why can't we not be sober?
I just want to start this over.
Why can't we drink forever.
I just want to start things over.
I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a center in you.
I will chew it up and leave,
I will work to elevate you just enough to bring you down.
Trust me.
Mother Mary won't you whisper something but what's past and done.
Trust me.
I want what I want...
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