Truly Me


the light dims visions fade to forget
sweating glass in hand with trembling fingers
numb to the the inner voice saying don't
thinking nothing of my ability to understand

taking sips of indulgence without notion
guilt the word continues to fade away
bottles and emotions build taller and faster
with closing walls i sit and enjoy the time left

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