Alcoholic

It's a fishbowl world with a swimming wall between People come and go with a swish! into some hidden hole but As you hover in some mind-suspended state You think you're in control but? You AINT! Those without appear to glint comic fat to conical undulating intermittent From the gravel bottom does an alabaster castle rise white snow white cresting flotsam pouring light but Oh it's a dizzy downward spin you're in poor thing sated in the bowl world's most anguished misunderstood soul Then settling on the gravel floor harbinger of fright Behold! the castle door Within black as night! On the bottom in the sand there is a golden coin deposited by angel band Now! on your belly FLOP! Recover what's been covered up Oh dig thee most urgently with whiskey stained nails What depth of passion are you now capable of love hate begging strength from Him above Alas though lungs and body spent given up last drop of Soul has slowly bubbled up Those above beyond that surface wall of undulating glass continue oblivious in parade to pass