A storm inside


The Waves of my mind endless tide
Struggle to raise both eyelids
No way to remember what I did
Inside this bottle again I will hide

The Cell abruptly swallows the shore
A fury of madness and chaos
These vests will not save us
How may I steer clear with no oar

The waters continue to churn
Only one route to go
But I paddle too slow
Impeded by bridges I've burned

Too blinded to notice I'm sinking
My boat's slowly filled up
From this overfilled cup
Chance of survival is rapidly shrinking

Body finally greets the water
I swim and I swim
This one I cannot win
Abruptly I am underwater

I fight for just one last breath
The light slowly fades
As I leave my last day
The bottle is all that is left

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Wrote this quick this morning in rehab