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Me, Myself, and Her

(In)sanity

By Yalish MorrisonPublished 8 years ago • 1 min read

Poverty, war, hunger

Brain damage

Drinking eases

Lowers the volume

Morning comes

Sobriety's back

Drinking helps

Volume is lower now

The end is nigh

A Women walks in

She is the perfect scotch

I want to taste her lips

Light is coming

The scotch is gone

But the lips stayed

Sobriety

Volume is lower

There's no scotch around

But the lips are still here

One month sober

Sobriety helps

Eases the volume

sad poetry

About the Creator

Yalish Morrison

Trying to create my own space in this world.

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    Written by Yalish Morrison