also true

it's you i think of

when I'm drinking

emboldened by honey-colored whiskey

blood warmed and singing with poison

it's your ice blue eyes

in my mind

if drinking is 

drawing nearer to death

what does it mean

that you are there

and why can I only cry

when I drink

the only word in my head is need

and i’ve imagined

your hands on my body

so many times

your calluses are familiar

the more I drink

the more the demon in my head

gets comfortable... Settles

encourages me to 

reach for

You

You said to me once

"Drunk mind speaks a sober heart"

and i'm not sure

i’ll ever forgive you