Maybe it’s this
Drink
That’s making my
Vision
Swirl like
Hurricanes
I keep breaking
Everything in my path
Vases
Picture frames
Hearts
The only clear
Vision I have
Is that look
On your face
When I told you
'I love you'
Your muddy brown eyes
Look just beyond
Mine
The sound
Of your
Silence
Sits atop my
Eardrums