Burning
As it slithers down
Leaving a line of pain
Even after its gone
Yet you drink again
And again
Even though you know
It will kill you
You drink anyway
Every drop
Down your throat
And into your stomach
Intoxicating you
And when there's none left
You lash out
You want more
You need it
It's your lifeline
All you see is red
You don't care who you hurt
You want more
I try to help you
But all you want
Is more
You push me away
Beating me in the process
Your crazy
It's taking control of you
And all I can do
Is sit here in pain
As the devil laughs
At his little game
YOU ARE READING
Depressing poems
PoetryJust some words strung in a pattern to release how I'm feeling and the thoughts that plague my head.
