Jack, Johnny, and Me (Repost)

So sad are days in this bitterness and bitterest cold outside Gone are friends and leaves and grass. The walls are mocking me, laughing I can feel me hating me with a passion This is one of those dark days I see them at play The demons who play hell Casting doubts and leaving agony in the wake of sunrise Until this day and I rest again We will bear it like shackles dragging loud chains I will listen to music that worsens it. I'll drink to the pain, as Im numbing it Jack Daniels is no friend of mine just a confidant in the worst of times There is no solace in this bottle Only places to run and hide. So today I hid from shadows and the sunshine not letting one loom behind me or the other sting my eyes Contemplating and making sad compilations mixing and blurring memories blend them into one absolute emotion I'll wallow in this today Looking at a distorted reflection it stares back from a whiskey meniscus Johhny Cash murmured in the background smoke wafts through, plumes like lengthy ghost fingers The sun will set on a day like this It will creep back beyond the waterline lighting clouds in surrealistic colors Closure, comfort, and serenity seep in This was one of those dark days I grabbed it by the neck and conquered it Jack, Johnny, and Me...