Craziness of Just One Sip…
Just imagining
Looking into the glass full of alcohol,
With my glass- like eyes,
Knowing that, once I hunt and fill myself with that sip, it will empty my life once again of my dreams, shatter my relationships, separate my heart from feeling any genuine emotions and fill me with an everlasting emptiness, once again, leaving me in desperation for wanting more, craving gratification, losing discipline and order in life, and gaining…nothing…just one…sip ( just written by the Sober Shakespeare alias Aragorn- nightly outlet not really serious poetry)