Whiskey Sunset

The perfect life will never come
So I will drink alone tonight
Watch the slowly setting sun
And the dying of my light.

What beasts we are

What beasts we are that feed and fight
With foes both real and imagined.

Tired

I don't care to live anymore
But I don't want to die
I'm just too tired to carry on
Marching through this life

Day 371: Wrong way after wrong way

In a moment of clarity, I finally saw
The millions of decisions that got me this far
The millions of turns I took along the way
And I'm overwhelmed by the millions of mistakes  that I've made.

Day 370: next stop, rock bottom

I can't tell if my life is a cautionary tale
You tell your children to teach them self control
Or if I'm on the verge of a forgotten truth
Lost deeper down this rabbit hole

Day 369: to disappear is the best apology

I am a lonely mixture
Of self loathing and regret
I won't ask for your forgiveness
I know I don't deserve that
I'll slink away and disappear
Evaporate like the morning dew
I don't want to start again
That wouldn't be fair to you