Sometimes when I can’t think 

I shut my eyes and drink

The darkness in

Let it seep in
to my poor raddled mind
Sip it and soak in it
Slide over the stains
Of my day. 
The lost opportunity 
The wrong move
The faint crackle of fear. 
Let it soothe and calm me
Cosset and hold me

But how I like it

In my image
In my shadow
In my heart 
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