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Oct 2016
I won't admit it
I'm tipsy tonight

So I'll bite my tongue as my insides churn
My mind races and skids

I don't want to hear your words
I don't want your embrace
I'm lost in my own world
Reality and imagination collide into one

My hands shake from not eating
The ethanol is pushing its way through my veins
Invading my thoughts and heartbeat
My pulse slows

I won't admit it
I'm a bit tipsier than I should be

My emotions slowly fade
A foggy brain emerges in its place
I can't help but think of the future
A shot glass to every beginning
And end

I sink deeper into the temptation
Sip by sip
My body begins to lose its control
As warm liquid fills my blood and lungs

I won't admit it
But instead of your kiss
Its the glass that touches my lips
Wolfey
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Wolfey  America
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   hannah way and ---
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