Bottled euphoria
And vials of happiness
Relaxant sticks
And melancholic lyrics
Are all that I have
A company to solace

As days pass
Whiskey and scotch
Are not enough
To make us laugh
To numb our souls
And live our lives

I bid farewell
To what used to be
And the rest called us
As we lust to see
The rise of night
A goodbye to light

We drown in toxins
And tragic feelings
As we wait to heal
Things we can no longer deal
Haemophilic hearts
Washed up broken parts

Bottled euphoria
And vials of happiness
Relaxant sticks
And melancholic lyrics
Are all that I have
A company to solace

As days pass
Whiskey and scotch
Are not enough
To make us laugh
To numb our souls
And live our lives

I bid farewell
To what used to be
And the rest called us
As we lust to see
The rise of night
A goodbye to light

We drown in toxins
And tragic feelings
As we wait to heal
Things we can no longer deal
Haemophilic hearts
Washed up broken parts

Solomon…, Solomon…, kingly grace
Imperfectly coordinated with she-mind twisters.
Wild chelation: some cofactors, some inhibitors.
One lesson is just too many.