Iced Liquor


You’ve got depression on you

Try and fake it,

But your eyes show truth

In lies that might soothe you

 

Maybe drink away the mistakes

Control the emotions

Unleash them at once

Creating heartaches

 

The warmth chilled out

The furnace iced

No more water

A serious drought


I should keep posting more instead of having massive gaps between posts here and there. Hope you enjoyed this piece.

 

Like, comment and follow for more!

 

Social Outlets:  Twitter || Instagram || Facebook || Writers Work || WattPad

 

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s