Whiskey and heartache. Road trips and dive bars. Small towns filled with smaller people with minds smaller yet. A home like a prison with invisible bars. Clawing at the walls and smashing the mirrors. Curtains drawn tight and the mind aches with discontent. Blood in the vomit and kidneys throbbing. Just like your father and his father before. Beyond panic and strife and resigned to despair. Wallowing in faltering dreams. Defeat. Burden and squalor and a mental disease.
Skin like a ghost and sunken eyes failing. Deaf to the sounds of hope. A fetid corpse in waiting. Never came the day when the nightmare would end. She's never coming through the door. Like a corpse in his grave in the prime of his life. Second opinions from people who pretend to care. Rotted out from the inside and poisoned forever. Contents within him cannot stay inside. He's finding it hard to breathe. A bargained truth for a coward. A slithering snake in his dream. Rats and carrion. Ethereal decay. Sloping and spiraling downward. A harbinger of romanticized fate. A noose and a chair and cyanide capsules. Barrels in mouth's and trigger happy fingers. No longer trying to hide. A loosened grasp on all hope. A smile drawn upon a drowning man. A broken crown and a malignant daydream. Forgot what it meant to smile. Forgot what it was to laugh. Bleeding comes easy and still he doesn't mind, for all that he has is time. Time would help him heal. Time would soon help him laugh. With time all the wrongs became right. In time his smile would return. In time his eyes would be able to see. His watch hasn't worked in years.
Just like his father and his father before.
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