i hate myself for it
but i love that feeling
of bitter heat
creeping from my chapped lips
to my stomach
and i enjoy
the burn it leaves
and the taste on my tongue.
i love the fire i feel
as the warmth licks
my body like flames
and every time
i pick up the bottle
i'm grabbing a stick
to prod and poke
the fire
to life
until the trees
are all up in smoke.
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desolation
Poesiedes·o·la·tion ˌdesəˈlāSH(ə)n/ noun a state of complete emptiness or destruction. anguished misery or loneliness. just a book of my inner thoughts, feelings, and observations TRIGGER WARNING: may include eating disorders, self harm, alcoholism, suici...
