I want to drink.
Chug some cheap beer
Pretend Im heavily damaged
While I choke on the bitter taste of words and liquid sliding off my mouth.
I want to drink
Even if I know I wouldn't be passed out drunk.
Even if the liquid on my lips won't fix my heart.
But the idea that something can be as bitter as me
And will make me numb
Just the way I am.
is enough
Rather than just wallowing
Behind closed doors
Letting salted tears that means nothing more than pain
Run along the face that used to light up with the idea of you.
Why drinking is fucking better.
Fucking better
Than catching tears that also fell for you.
I want to drink
And let the idea of being drunk lead my head and my heart.
Be the hopeless drunk
Alone
if not,
Accompanied by a bottle neck
