Conversation With My Weakness

Can you hear me? Can you taste me? I know you yearn just for the smell of me. Don't fight just pick me up, tilt me over so you can fill up. Don't stop, what for? With me theres always room for more and more. Regardless of what you think I'm everywhere, I sense your weakness through your digestive stare. It starts with the thought of me now your begining to consume, and I enjoy as your pain starts to resume No one can stop me regardless of what you thought, I'm the beast that destroys and brings down your fort. It's funny cause you know my secret yet you act like you don't, from me to you I can't care and I surely won't. Others probaly wonder who am I? I was the one casted down from the sky in the form of a bottle I simply destroy lives. It's so wonderful that you already know this, yet the choice you make is to give me a kiss. The love for me is so strong, you try to turn away but seriously for how long. I wish I can say with me you'll win, nope. No life, no love, just me and sin....... My conversation with hennesse and gin...