Alcohol In My Wounds

I choke on my own bloodied saliva,

found blood on my carpet and the splintering wood underneath.

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The rough and horrible thunderstorms are lurking against my fragile windows.

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In this time of fright, Alcohol is my only need..

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The candle lights fell down onto the ground;

Yes I feel their fire burning against the innocent flesh of my feet and still it is my fault,
that I feel this pain..

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Yes, I felt the blisters itching painfully into my skin.

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Yes, I have alcohol in my blood,

I have alcohol in my wounds;
within.

I don’t even know what my good intentions thought of me and still now?

But what I know is that my reflections can’t react anymore..

.

I have alcohol in my wounds,

can I ever learn from my sins and their constant routine?

I have alcohol in my blood,

Lord I reach out for You,

I surrender.

I kneel for You..

What is this world with my selfish needs?

Please forgive my heart,

And give me the love whom my broken soul feeds….

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