Love, like wine
It taste so sweet
Feels so right
But can be deadly
One sip can make you sick
You’ll feel pain
Regret your decision
Yet you like the taste
Another sip leaves you addicted
You’re miserable without it
Although you hate the pain
You still yearn for it
And now you drink from it
In terrible agony
You struggle to turn back
But you’re entwined with the sin
This time you drink deeply
Writhing in pain
You come to hate your self
You can never take it back
The glass is empty
You start to die
How stupid you look
Cold and dead from the wine so red…
 Picturesque Honey · Thu Apr 09, 2009 @ 04:37pm · 0 Comments |
