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My Addiction

Whiskey

By Deiara MoorePublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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I taste you when you’re on my lips

The taste of you burns my throat when I take a sip

The burning sensation feels like fire

And yet, I take another sip of your lustful desire

I filled you up in my clear stained glass

Each sip burns more than the last

You help me forget the desperate pain

That drives me insane

And make me want to put a bullet through my brain

You help me forget my awful mistakes

As you fill me with more shots I take

You make me forget when you’re inside me

Your strong taste defines me

When you’re in me, how can I remember?

The last thoughts contains us together

Then everything becomes a blur

As the memories of everything stir

Into a hurricane that I can’t control

And scratch at my heart and rip my soul

Take me apart limb by limb until I am no longer whole

And yet, I still use you to fill the hole

The hole in my chest that you left

I taste you and you might be the cause of my death

Who cares? As long as I’m happy right?

Who cares if I don’t remember the night?

Or wake up with a splitting headache when the sun rise

Getting blinded by the sun shine

Waiting for the moon to come and the day to end

Just to get up and taste you once again

I repeat this process over and over until I can’t feel anymore

I lost myself, nothing seems real anymore

Not only mine but you have taken part in others’ lives

You cut at me with razor blades sharper than knives

Swallowing you feels like a needle being sewn in my neck

This is the pain I’m willing to take to forget

To stop holding back the guilt and regret

That I hold deep down in my chest

Hoping that this is for the best

I wanted to give you all my attention

But you became someone else’s new addiction

I wonder if they feel the same way as I do

When I pick up my glass and taste you

The burning flavor that I grew to be immune to

They don’t know it yet but they’ll be addicted soon too

I took my last sip of you before I dropped my glass to the ground

The shattering pieces was the only sound

I heard in my head as I lost a ton

Of mixed feelings for you when I realized we are done

heartbreak
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