Today

4 Apr 2020

The alcohol seeps in

Alongside the loneliness

Even drunk, it’s hard to say

The things true to my heart

Maybe I’ll never be honest

Maybe someday I will be

Still, it sits like a lead weight

Heavy and poisonous

Inside my heart and stomach

Someday I will break

But today is not that day

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