Morning Drink Before Disappearing

Bad night into a worse morning
According to wrong guesses I grow
How about a broken phone freshly thrown
Now you don't have to worry about my feeble mind

Aware my understanding always fails
Reaching out to other humans locks up my heart no stranger to jail
Slurred speech selectively slung staining stairs
A mess just like my programming says I am
After I believe this lie getting drunk seems light already damned

Instead of this or that screams dissatisfaction
I had an angel until her spirit broke watching me stumble
Now my mind rumbles earthquakes shifting plates
Fault lines pointed to stray thoughts ate unfit for consumption
Crack of light breaking through madness
Smashing pumpkins daydreaming deleting an infinite sadness

Wreck my body into another glass of temporary masks
I don't even know happiness as it can be here but I wear black like it passed
A mess just like my programming says I am
After I believe this lie.

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