Destruction Reigns

Don't wanna come home to slurred conversations and built up lies. Don't wanna come home to your walk that ranges every meeting spot in the next mile. Don't wanna hear your voice slipping from word to word, proclaiming intelligence of another glass full of potent destruction. Don't wanna see you sway and miss your opportunity to profess love to an innocent stranger who needs affection. You are always gone, and its not your fault they say. You have only upkept jobs that have taken over your life. Still now, I cannot get your attention, your sober attention.

If only your laughs could be of sober, joyous occasions. If only at a time when my body lies in your realm, I could feel proud. If only we could share a talk without a drink.