Punch Drunk
Mika Grey
09 Sep, 2012 02:21 AMI thought by now I'd have life figured out; Instead I'm looking for happiness at the bottom of a bottle, burn and thrum pulsing, Chardonnay melodies crooned from whiskey soaked lips. 4 am and I run sobbing my frustrations desperation calling out its lovely lies "I love you" but for how long? I grew tired of never ending secrets whisper quiet words of adoration smothered by liquor bottles smashing against the walls(of my heart, or so it seems). I suppose I should have known Have read the signs bumpy road ahead an understatement wrapped up in tequila memories empty promises spilled across the table (spilled across my mind) I loved you And you, you loved the burn break twist and scream of intoxication Love drunk on sentiment punch drunk on spirits. Tore my life to pieces twisted the cap off my heart and drank it dry.
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