Drifting

Drifting under I feel the weight of my deep dark thoughts as they pull me under. I sit alone in the dark whiskey my only friend and the dripping of my rusty soul as the life leaks out. I am alive. After so long I am alive her embrace her smile she awoke me and now I am alive. What is this familiar feeling? Am I happy? It feels euphoric! Memories of her makes the whiskey burn a little stronger with each sip. Drifting under I feel the weight of my deep dark thoughts pull me under I sit alone in the dark whiskey my only friend and the dripping of my rusty soul as the life leaks out.

Love is cold

she took my heart and encased it in ice I am frozen like the arctic tundra her touch poisoned my mind she consumed my soul now she is my sick obsession I walk the earth collecting my jar of hearts for her for love in hopes she will return mine to me one day