Drowning Bottle

By derekbullis

I just bought this bottle, now its half way empty. This is the point were I tell myself, "I drink to much." Which comes up almost every conversation.

What does it feel like not to dream, Not to love. To imagine all of life pass by. I only wave goodbye in the evening. Believe that no one was affected.

Personal search for truth. I gave up all my romantic integrity. Some people never learn to love. But maybe there is more I have to give in the loss.

Another sip of whiskey. Hints of vanilla hidden behind smoke finish flavors. I drink to drink in life's experiences given to this earth that made this liquid. Drink and drown in failed imagination of the cult holding everything and holding nothing.

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Drowning Bottle

Created: Mar 07, 2010

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