World Is My Sweet Alcohol

The flowers growing on the dead walls,
The way they shine trough the night.
In those days I've got it all.
There is no way I'd need to be higher.
It's like the sweet strawberry cider.
Doesn't last long,
Isn't that strong.
But is too sweet to be true.

The dagger thrown trough my chest,
The pain of losing everything I've ever had.
The chance of never getting any of it back.
Only little pieces that don't even belong in that puzzle.
In those days I am walking in the darkness,
Hoping for a candle that would be handy.
That brakes my heart.
Drowns me hard.
It's like the bitter brandy.

Your innocent last kiss on my lips.
Your hands burned my skin.
Sank in my hips.
Desire,
Temptation.
How that all is now gone.
You were too much.
I only needed to have a taste of the minimum portion.
You were the sweet red poison.

World is my alcohol.
♠ ♠ ♠
Not really about alcohol! Drinking is bad. :(