Drifting through time

From emotion to emotion

The sea spells out the time

And it’s time to move .

 

A bottle of rum

And a tub full of ice cream

My time has stalled

And I am stuck

Within these four walls..

 

The light glows dim

And my room is calm

No one speaks here

But alcohol..

I am fine here

Staring at the wall

My life is stuck

And I am about to fall…

 

 

 

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