I hate Alcohol
The burn down my throat
The immediate feeling of impending *****
The way it makes my face all rosy
I hate Cigarettes
The taste of the tar filming my lungs
The heat at the back of my mouth
The cough that stays longer then the flame’s invitation
I hate You
The weeks of silence during your antisocial comas
The love proclamations left unsaid
The line that you’ve so carefully scalded between us
It’s 9:27 PM on a night that feels like Fire
I am Drunk already
I am Chain Smoking your brand of cigarettes
I am Praying for anything at all from you
I hate that.
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 4:08 PM UTC
I hate Alcohol
The burn down my throat
The immediate feeling of impending *****
The way it makes my face all rosy
I hate Cigarettes
The taste of the tar filming my lungs
The heat at the back of my mouth
The cough that stays longer then the flame’s invitation
I hate You
The weeks of silence during your antisocial comas
The love proclamations left unsaid
The line that you’ve so carefully scalded between us
It’s 9:27 PM on a night that feels like Fire
I am Drunk already
I am Chain Smoking your brand of cigarettes
I am Praying for anything at all from you
I hate that.
