Sweet Venom

One joyful swig of your ice cold ecstasy causes electric shivers of the most unique kind as clear venom trickles blissfully downwards once again reassuring me soon I’ll feel sublime Slowly liquid fire burns thru every inch of me And that sweet heat fills my dark emptiness My senses are dulling and I’m totally numb One more hit of ambrosia and I’ll care even less Losing myself in your ephemeral liquid reprieve I find temporary peace and solace of the soul But too soon the bloom of the ambrosia fades sad emptiness reappears to take its infinite toll Live in brutal reality or lost in tranquil harmony Christ, is there even really a choice to make Just one more sip of fiery liquid amnesia And the cycle continues with every sip that I take To drink or not to drink is a daily struggle The difference between numbness or enormous pain Yeah, I guess there really is a choice to make Choose wrong and there will be no me left to save