I blink slowly Trying to process My thoughts But this far into the bottle It's pointless -Kel Dayheart
Too Drunk
Drunk on the power He never noticed
Haiku #168
He drowned his sorrow In barrels of whiskey dreams One glass at a time
Toasted
Raise my glass In a toast To my destruction May it come Swift and soon -Kel Dayheart
First Drink
I feel the burn Go down my throat And try not to cough As my eyes water -Kel Dayheart
Hic- Hic- Hiccup
Whenever I drink I feel like One of the drunken Disney mice With hiccups and all -Kel Dayheart
Thoughtless
The more I drink The less I think So bartender, Pour me another -Kel Dayheart
Blackout #143
He cannot rest sober.
First Sip
I remember The first sip But it never stopped Continued on Destroying my mind Easy fix Losing never felt so good Nothing matters anymore Except for the drink More and more Never-ending guilt Just forgotten in the bliss But then I crash again Craving more and more I remember nothing else -Kel Dayheart
Mellow
Red wine veins Mellows out the brain Until nothing matters -Kel Dayheart
Fragment of a Figment 