To Liquor with Love

Sober I am not.

It’s you I think when I’m drunk.

It’s funny what liquor could do

and how simply the subconscious mind takes over you.

In just one shot I’ll be

Leaving you billions of missed calls

in just one drunken night.

I’ll befriend a stranger,

Kiss a guy I don’t even like,

Dance like nobody’s watching,

Talk as if everyone’s listening

and worse,

Lie where my puke is and call it home.

I blame alcohol

for everything stupid I’ve done in my life.

But I don’t regret every inch of it.

Smoke and Rum.

Love and Lust.

It makes you fly and fall at the same time,

It makes you kiss the ground and lose your pride.

And that is why

 I thank LIQUOR.

For everything it has done to me.

Thoughts, promises, and alibis,
&& all the shitty things one could think of.

Still, LIQUOR through thick and thin,

Release the mask that’s from within.

For a minute there it sounded like a witch’s spell.

But what the eff, cheers to LIQUOR.

For without it,
where would you be right now?

Where would you gain the guts to say it all?

Would you rather settle with just one missed call?