I dare not hold you,
not the fear of spilling your drink
It is the constant reminder,
how you can change in just a blink.
You are the one I try to love ,
try  Oh how true...
useless to to give that a thought
when the alchol hits you.
Walked in rain and screamed to the skies,
who created such a thing!!!!
Those lips that should be touching mine,
poisoned with this drink.
Eyes that should see clear the bridges that she burns,
focus on nothing else but the next glass that she yearns.
From her perch, the barstool throne, empires crumble
at her feet.
Not caring as she grasps her refilled glass,
tomorrow's empty sheets.