P... Beyond the hazy

BEYOND THE HAZY

Looking at the World
through these whisky filled eyes
and it don't seem so bad to me
she covers me with her amber glow
and baths me in her tempting sea.

She pulls me into her drunken breast
and Suckles me like an addicted child
she strokes my head like a loving mother
she wets my lips and I take another,

The inner voice said to me
there are numbers on your days
and every drink you take
takes one away.

The spirit that haunts me
will rock me to sleep
and as I lay wrecked and broken
in her amber gown.

Your work takes you down

Trapped by the years of, all I can do
taking bleeding cutting
a million eyes are watching
so I drink it all away
they are not here to day

And when they come
I know what to do
go beyond the hazy
into the her amber breast
there I can rest.