blurred vision

I cut out the booze

but my symptoms


I had panic attacks

like in the movies

where the music gets loud

with each dramatic scene

accompanied by voices


don’t you miss me

a small reminder

straight out of a love scene.

Booze fueled my artistic seed

slowly I died

having lost that need

then I discovered

I can only be me

started being discrete

about what I’ve seen

but that didn’t fill the void

so I write now about

all that has passed and some wicked dreams.

burn baby burn

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