Testo Vigils and Martins

Drink, drink of this
cup of my bitterness
you will be missed.

I get so tired
of all the longing thats required
to get through just one day.
Sunlight tears through the blinds.
My mouth's dry I wake to the taste of wine.
There's no way to convince me that this can end.
There's way to reverse it once it begins.