Cheers In the Morning
Wine wakes me in the morning
Dismisses the second cup of coffee
Half a bottle is all right at night
But, in the morning it’s sinful
Twist open liquid courage
Sweet shame and temptation
I weaken into a sour depression
It’s just 13.8% alcohol
The noonday a blur away
Wine be not be proud
You’ll to emptied of pride
Till you beg me for more
Once I crack you open
I find a twisted crutch
I lean upon you, not me
The morning before Pinot Noir
Cheer me with skinless grapes
My drunkenness is pressed
My thirsty dopamine quenched
How do I live without rubies?
Start again from the start
After temptation is satiated
All things whined are believed
Wine, I’ve come back full circle
I think a better man is drunk
Because reality is too much
To bear your crutch unsurrendered
That’s why I drink you now
I drink you down with false hope
Or till you break my faith
Unsure of sobriety the next morning
Mending pride with dependence
Accomplishments are fragile
One douse of alcohol
Burns a year of abstinence
To a shameless mourning
I'll drink tomorrow's morning
Without crutches like today
With clean liquid courage
Unpickled like this morning
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