Green Fairy! My Love... Poem by A Solitary Vagabound

Black blood flowing out of my hand,
Dripping on the paper as I write,
I see it but I don't fear it, I feel no pain
In fact I am feeling perfectly alright,

Because I have my love to comfort me,
to give me strength to put up a fight,
and they accuse me, I am acting like crazy,
to love her so much that I need her every night,

They don't seem to understand, they never can,
That I can see the world, only when she is by my side,
For what I have been, on her they put the blame,
But I did everything wrong, until she made it all right,

And now the black blood turns itself into words,
Its a beautiful poem, even a beast's heart it can ignite,
And all who love her, are proud to be called drunkards,
For only she can help them to find out meaning of life...