Why Didn’t I Drink?

The cup sits on the table

Wood splinters obscures the drink

It’s shallow

Hardly enough to be satisfied

But plenty enough to die

I rock it back and forth

Twirling it around, breathing in the aroma

My bloodied skin burns, my eyes hurt

From crying, from wanting

Not to be part of this world anymore

The drink is limitless possibility

The drink is endless eternity

The drink is my savior

From crumbling drywall that marked my pain

And floors with enough holes to bleed a cow

I rock back and forth in my chair

Listening to the birds, they ignore me

Or the phone vibrating to my right

The drink is in my sight

The drink will take my life

I only think of freedom

I only think of me

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