The Dark Passenger
As the smooth sharp liquid pours down my throat
It strikes my heart as if to bring me to life
I quickly drink more, wanting to keep that feeling
Soon the warmth embraces me
I am calm, relaxed, nothing can harm me
I feel comforted by this dark brown liquid
It is my best friend, my companion, my rock
It hides my emotions and brings out my other side
The warm kindhearted person who’s been hiding all this time
Everybody loves me, I am on top of the world
But then I feel my heart slow it’s beating
I know what is coming next
The feeling of empowerment is soon to disappear
I will be sad, anxious, afraid of moving on
I quickly take the bottle and swig some more down
Hoping to feel the lightening strike to my heart
Hoping to stop what is going to happen next
But it is not the same
I know I cannot return to that feeling of euphoria
But I still drink more, praying something great will happen
But all that comes is a feeling of despair and disappointment
As the smooth sharp liquid pours down my throat
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