Another Drink

Another day, another drink

That promises the night

Will pass without sleep

Another race, to the edge of dreams

I see you, dying slowly

Another breath and morning steals

Moments, what have I taken

From this room, painted in

Shadows and skeletons

Singing and screaming

Quiet conversations concerning

The coming end

Another kiss, another world

Another moment, passes unheard

What promises broken

Now line the street, these days

Unforgiven, remorseless

As lines crossed are drawn again

At the edge of madness

Vultures circle, we collapse

To bitter reality, I keep hidden

These stained seconds

Another day, another drink

There has to be

Another way, another scene

That doesn't end in tragedy

I see this, lying low

And want to take it with me

I summon all my strength

To keep from moving against this

To find myself bound by circumstances

Beyond these liqoured moments

Here, where everything is hopeless

Except this, I take what I can

Offer nothing but this

Passion, the fire that burns brightest

At midnight, when the once dead

Dance in quiet reverie

I welcome myself into

Purgatory, where I can taste

Heaven on my lips, but swallow only

Ashes, where I can raise fires

High as I stand, and still shiver against

The cold, while the space between words

Betrays my intentions to her

Another day, another drink

And still I find myself thirsty

Still I find this worthy

Of every second spent yearning

For something to burn

Still I find myself trading

These hours for exhaustion

To breathe you in, every chance I get

Until the end comes calling.