Burning liquor down my throat
Scorching through my veins
I'm buried in warm human flesh
Sweet stink of alcohol and sweat
Medicine for my brand of pain.

What I wouldn't give
To feel your lips on mine
To kiss with my heart
Rather than pretend with my mind
The ground beneath my feet
Rather than my head in the sky
My fingers digging into your skin
Rather than brushing a ghostly outline.

There was a time when
I cared about the lights
When my world turned dark
All my dreams had died
Now I wouldn't mind
The darkest of pits
If only you
Were by my side.