Vodka
it courses through my veins
just as fast as the words
come out of your mouth
like vomit
burning my insides
with the thought
of knowing
this feeling
will soon be faded
when the morning comes
so I take another sip
and it lights me up
far greater than
anything you ever say could
and I find myself
in a vicious
cycle
yet again
between you and
my liquor
but the difference
is another drink
will make me warm
and you, will always be
as cold as winter
just as fast as the words
come out of your mouth
like vomit
burning my insides
with the thought
of knowing
this feeling
will soon be faded
when the morning comes
so I take another sip
and it lights me up
far greater than
anything you ever say could
and I find myself
in a vicious
cycle
yet again
between you and
my liquor
but the difference
is another drink
will make me warm
and you, will always be
as cold as winter
This Poems Story
Diluted thoughts, bad memories, heartbreak... pour another drink
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