He drags the straight razor down his cheeks 

His
attempt to shave away the 
shame
 
The stains left from the night before
The booze 
The broads
The indiscretions   

Layer after layer fall away
The beard 
Then skin
Now blood-the stains remain

Tears drip mixed with the pain 
Promises made to himself
have been misplaced 

Lost somewhere along the way 

Now the sun and shame burn the same

He splashes his face 
Jack Daniels burned his skin

He was trying for his mouth
But his tears blocked his vision

He knows the razor will cut it away 

That the booze will play it's drunk games

But he will remain the same 
Full of shame 

with only himself to 

blame