I Am Sinking Deeper In The Abyss

Heavy with the need to numb, the insatiable appetite for self destruction, I stagger over to my bed and collapse. The embrace of orange light hugs the room as my vision flickers and the alcohol flows further. Here, there is no despair. Defeat is irrelevant. All that really matters is passing out. A certain oblivion takes me in its arms and rocks me to sleep. There's time enough to worry about life, tomorrow.