I'm hitting the bottom of the bottle.

Am I supposed to see so clearly?

Clearing I'm losing my mind.

Why else would I be so

calm?

.

I'm hitting the bottom of the bottle.

Am I supposed to think so

freely?

.

Shouldn't I be falling over footfalls,

slurring thoughts that trip

into texts and send

themselves

to you without my

permission?

.

Shouldn't I be missing you

instead of missing me?