The Horizon Beyond The Glass

I get why some people want to find the answer to their problems

At the bottom of a glass

Rock bottom feels comfortable when you’re drifting in an alcoholic haze

It’s like living in suspended animation

Nothing changes and you don’t have to do anything

But reach for another bottle and drown those moments of lucidity

Where you convince yourself that you can rise out of the pit of depression

That tricks you into feeling there’s no life beyond the glass

Or that you can drink without feeling the need to self-destruct

But even on the stormiest of seas there’s a horizon waiting for you

Bright and beautiful

Soon you’ll be toasting to good days

Sipping to better memories

Drinking to preserve the happiness you’ve found

From conquering the anxiety that broils inside your heart day to day

To accepting the fear of an uncertain life

For embracing the darkest parts of yourself and surviving no matter what

Here’s to that horizon beyond the glass


Do you remember a time when we had to be socially distant?

It was the time when the world stood still and held its breath

Months on end of living in a disaster film

Of being told who you could see, where you could go, what you could be

I also remember the promises we made to each other

The plans we made 

The rum we would drink

And we did drink

We drank well and we drank deep

We learned how to be people again