The alcohol rains over my organs
The presence of regret is evident again
Numb.
The movement of your Adam's Apple
Hits the back of my neck like the first piano key
The look of your zealous eyes..
They shun gravity
They lift me off the ground
Faded.
I am so faded
I remember every element of you
But only once the bottle is empty
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 6:13 PM UTC
The alcohol rains over my organs
The presence of regret is evident again
Numb.
The movement of your Adam's Apple
Hits the back of my neck like the first piano key
The look of your zealous eyes..
They shun gravity
They lift me off the ground
Faded.
I am so faded
I remember every element of you
But only once the bottle is empty
