Sober

Thoughts reflect on a clear lake

a clean break, through the icy sheen that you mistake

for a good time, a life line left longing for cloud nine

the reflective mind searching for reason, some grand design

A shot of fire

to dull your icy mind

to burn the thoughts you find

like a photograph in a fireplace

forever burning, the embers singed into the mind

memories of forever, burning so unkind

Through the maze

of drunken days

alleyways pass as I stagger sideways

lost nights

last nights, lost fights

staggered falls on the side streets of life

The morning pint

the mourning sign

an old pub sign creaks in the dawn light

nightmare last calls

echo as we fall

fall to our knees

fall as we fail to beat the disease

Sobering, the way that life lights the path

sometimes, takes a stroll in the dark, to finally see the aftermath

of a world where you can't live without the internal wrath

When the alcohol has drowned

and the sun burned down

when the moon turns around - walking away

stars blink out, showing their dismay

Faces leer at you, with a sense of unease

as if you have a contagious disease

a parasite feeding on the flesh

an illness, not a human being making slow progress

The world stops turning

as your whole universe is spinning

yet still you reach for the bottle to control the ill feeling

its the only way to fit in

You no longer know your own mind

thoughts come, like a crowd from outside

shouting you down

or egging you on to get another round

slowly digging your own hole in the ground

Liquor burns like fire

stings the raw throat as life starts to expire

like salt, lemon and lime

rubbed into the cuts that life supplied somewhere down the line

long ago in a different space and time.

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle