Demons

12 minus

Ever time  listless and wait with the disease around the waist
and the bottles of scotch and vodka in the board
and glass with one cube drained
These daily
These ritual
These Thoughts

Ever time lasts and I am bored and reckless cause for disrupt and  I don’t think you care
And the bottles don’t drunk 
The Ice doesn’t cool
Memories of you
Memories of family
Memories of blood and screams
I push back in my throat swallow vomit and walk

You are out there and it would be nice to know
This silence silent cause causes and I am loosing patience and wont be a patient in that damn ward again

…..12 minus and counting

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