Whiskey

Written by: Joel Lee

Whiskey at hand
Thoughtless...
Burdens to lend
Weightless...

There is no need to think
Needless for dreams
A simple taste is all that matters
Paled with the dark
Shadowless is art
The simplest of word bothers

And it burns
The hiding flame i earn
I am my mind consumed
Did i yearn?
Never i will learn
Beyond the fiery fume

An empty glass at hand
Weightless...
Whiskey to lend
Thoughtless...