Not Sure What Just Came Over Me…( just felt like writing)

I poured my glass of poison I sip, my sip, the only sip that matters The sweet aroma catches me, the heat rises in me I yearn for the first drop on my tongue, give me more The glass is … Continue reading

Simple Words … Nothing Fancy

I sit here and sip on this wine I want for¬†everything¬†to be just fine I want to eat it all, I want to absorb this life I want so much not to fall I try to breathe for another day, … Continue reading