you don't like
alcohol.
ever since that night
when metals collided,
you hate
alcohol.
because it clears
the mind of
too much,
forgetting
reasoning and logic
along with
your troubles
and pain.
everything,
from feelings to drinks,
are all mixed
and
you can't even
speak properly
anymore.
the side of you
that you've always hidden
decides to come out
and enjoy
a night of
fun.
perhaps,
a little too much fun.
everything seems
fun
until
disaster strikes.
everything seems
fun
until the sirens go off.
ČTEŠ
Tears For You
Poezie❝ i wished i had said that it was okay to cry, but instead i cried tears for you. ❞
