Relieved

6/1/2020
one sip is all it takes
to send me to that place
the place i go
when i don't know
how much more i can take
when i can't fake it
one more second, minute, hour, day
i'm still not sure what occured
to make me feel this way
yet still i sit
feeling like shit
another failed attempt
to stand up tall
i claw, i crawl
to empty that bottle of contempt
what i've dreamt up
will fill my cup
with one more sip of escape
but when i close my eyes
a million little lies
are keeping me awake
with the moon above
showering love
none of which i receive
in the shadow am i
hope belies
that i'll ever be relieved