i feel like
i'm drownimg in the oceans
of your venomous memories
which drive me to starve
for your alcohol stained breaths
cause I'm addicted to it.
i lose my breath
by the each passing second
for I see no covert
to quench my thirst
and the thought of which
is killing me on the inside.
all that left inside me
are the hungry lungs
which are nothing
but the hollow sacs
like dried lands,
which will die one day
craving for your fetching sighs.
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