There’s been this constant commentary
echoing shitty memories
doubling down
on self-addressed hate speech
it’s so goddamn tempting to reach
for the off switch
oh, how I wish
I could ditch yesterday
if I were a religious man
I would pray for a calm mind
instead of such cannibalizing rewind
and so this is sobriety
this is turning the key
and letting the demons run amok
fuck…
how I long for a pint
or a needle or pill
anything on earth to kill
these memories
before they kill me.