I slipped again
In a long moon
This time I saw
The slip coming
And still tried
To play around
And flip over the slip
And accidented myself
I saw my defenses breaking down
And My heart misbehaving
And now
I let everyone down
My mind tells me its just a slip
But oh how toxic
A drop of it on my tongue could
Damage my taste buds.

This time, I can't even assure
My Dearest of how much
I'm willing to rise up again.
Fearing it might occur again

The bitterness in my tongue
Has seemly become familiar
To my palate
Sadly my appetite couldn't feed me with the right drug this time.