You know what the thing is? I've never done this before. I
have always been in control, I've always chosen what I do
and what I say.
And alcohol is something that nips away your control at the bud.
And just like that it all starts reeling, the world starts spinning faster, the lines get blurred and all the control is lost its gone.
And you are like my doze of alcohol,
You scare me as much as you dazzle me.
I never liked talking about myself,
I have a messy story.
And I'm as comfortable as anyone else to get the freak show out in the open.
But you cracked me open, you got me talking, I let you in
I made myself so fragile for you.
I don't know why or maybe I do.
There you go another thing slipped out of my control.
I am a picky person and I picked you. See, I thought I'd have
my pick.
It isn't easy picking a moment to kiss you if I'm not sure you
want to be kissed by me.
I have never done this before.
I have lost control.
I Don't have a choice anymore.
I can't choose to be mature, civil and intelligent about it like
you would have liked me to;
Like I would have loved to.
But, I don't have a choice anymore.
You are to blame.
You and the alcohol.
A poem which criticizes and corners the reasons for an insane moment. This is a beautiful write except i fert you could edit out some lines! Good one dreamer!
very nice.straight from the heart it flows so nice.liked it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No use blaming, try to get out of it soon!