Intoxication

Another one of those dark poems about lost love, substance abuse, etc. Just a product of depression.

I love you

Like I love my drink

Burning at my lips

Slowly intoxicating 

Until I can not walk

Nor think 

Every day I think of you

Waiting to get drunk off of you

You are not there

Missing the intoxication of your love

My mind I then shove

Into endless rivers of substance

Fortitude found in palaces of glass

Attempting to make the time pass

Headaches in the morning 

To amplify the mourning 

Of loss

I love you like an alcoholic 

You were my tonic 

Bitter sweet 

You kissed with a sting

On your finger I wanted to place a ring 

Now the only rings I see

Are the black around my eyes

In them an endless sea

Of all the tears that have been cried 

Shaking from withdrawal 

All I can do is call

Hoping you will come home