Deadly

Whiskey is a bottle of drowned dreams that could lead to a mind of splintered wood. But before I go any deeper we must start at the first date. She was standing there as elegant and as beautiful as a willow tree blowing in the wind it's beautiful leaves waving and dancing in the wind's soft breaths. But I should have known it was a lie from the started with those three words "I love you" carving into my heart like a whittler with his knife carving out my emotions then deciding that they were garbage and then throwing them away, like throwing away an unwanted child on a cold stormy night. Then those words became something else " I want you" she said with her Lustful voice. Later on in the evening your skin was greeting mine with there shudders of pleasure and with your neck meeting my lips like two magnets coming together in perfect harmony.

Whenever you needed pleasure you took never asked but I never told you no because I loved it. After, I let you in and let you manipulate my heart and emotions. But when you found out I had money to my name that's when I found out you just wanted my wallet, thinking it as a necessity. Your Greed had taken hold of your mind and heart and wouldn't let go.You would buy things that you wanted and thinking that you were entitled to my wealth without earning it.

And when I try to buy basic items we needed you always say " Your spending to much' or " that's just a waste of money". But I took Pride that in having you by my side as my partner and no one else's, I bragged about having you and always told stories about you and what we did together but I knew I had to break you off like a snake shedding it's skin. You Envied my money like it should have been yours and yours alone you were jealous of me and how successful I was. And it made you go crazy to have my money you even made me remake my will so you would get a share of my wealth and my Slothfulness to realize you were just here for that made me angry I was the one who showed you love and cared for you when times weren't the best for you. I supported you ideas your thoughts, everything I did was for you but it took me to long to realize that you didn't feel the same and I hate myself for that.

And when I confronted you with the Wrath of a thousand tortured souls it was an all out war between Heaven and Hell themselves then you left and took my will and my courage with you. Now I just sit here drinking the pain of your absence away out of all the Seven deadly sins Gluttony will be the one that kills me with the mean old Jack and the fast food running through my body like a disease I just hope that when die and go to the fiery pits Satan and his demons will have some pity on me.