Alcohol and Drugs

By the thread of my soul-I fall to the imperium of alcohol and drugs- an unforgiving mournfull place- a gathering of bitter lives and weeping- I fall into the imperium of alcohol- to the core of shattered lives and I see whole families suffering- men-woman and children uprooted- tormented-living in fear at the dead heart of alchol and drugs- Alcohol and drugs- I see the color of your death- your pale dead shoulders- your gathering of weeping hearts- your addicted lives- your mouth full of extinguished souls- your dead neutralized doves- your dying wave of odours about to take a funeral journy wrapped in bitterness and thorns-alone- threading darkened streets-arriving at the morgue- I see the darkness of your petified heart- I see your skin the color of sulphur- I see your frozen hands and I hear your heavy voice-enraged-rotted by death- I see your sad marble tombs- I feel my heart dying to the very core- Oh life-winged rose-as I drown I climb your petals-my heart burning with sadness and sorrow- I kneel down in your cathedral thrashing my lips with an angel dressed in white-offering a branch of life-hold my hand-I cry-I weep- walk with me into the midst of the living- I do not want to be the inheritor of the imperium of alcohol and drugs-California Blue