birth by soul (original poem) are you fighting with something too?

birth by soul,

back by midnight
i stumble on to the right,
everything emerges in sight
i try to deal with the plight,
gather around this faint soul
smarter with each sip i take,
caters to my will, boundless
but what did i chose,
all thats left is an empty husk
now i cant even get up.
i kick the air, and punch the wind.
you made me like this.
whats the time...
does anyone have a dime?
only two cents you offer me
alright i just need some more, you see
to buy me a ticket, to the other shore.
back by midnight ill be there.
birth by soul, you will be there.
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