Broken Bottle Series: Issues

Magazines, broken dreams, and emotions,

Oh God, the clock is ticking.

Will you ever escape your fucked up past?

What poison are you picking?

Last night was the night you struck a nerve,

now I’m forced to break a bottle.

After all the suppression and depression,

Let the feelings release, full throttle.

I hate all these issues building up inside of me.

Why does life feel so complicated?

How do I rid of my demons,

when even my angels are jaded?

With sex, drugs, and monotony, I may have hit the lottery,

all while existing in a backwards democracy.