Apple Pips And Bubbles Poem by charlottelouise Cobb

Bubbles fizzing in my mouth,
Lilac flowers bloom,
Drowning the sorrows,
In this empty room.

Yellow liquid in this glass,
Soft lace against my skin,
Sit back, close your eyes,
Let the alcohol sink in.

Golden taps dripping away their life,
Drum beats in the background grow,
Shake off the happiness,
Let in the sorrow.

Take another sip,
Feel all that love and affection slip,
It’s like im suffocating on apple pips.

This life is too big to swallow but to small to choke on.