One More Drink

Fire shut within my bones.
Body brittle; foundation of sticks and stones.
I can feel the heat building.
I can feel my blood flowing.
My thoughts are slowing.
True colours start showing.
I dance away my sorrow.
I lose grasp of my tomorrow.
I feel I can do this again… and again… and again.
I count to ten.
I shout: “Give me another!”

PS I don’t even know what drink I was referring to here… maybe Coke?

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