Obliteration

The alcohol

burns

just slightly

as it slides

down 

my coarse 

throat.

I told myself

I wouldn't

let myself

get down 

here 

again

but

Peering 

through chipped ice

and shattered 

memories

It became

blatantly

apparent

that I need more

to fill 

this void.

Another

The alchemist 

goes to work

on her  piece

of art

Potions

and poisons

combined 

to cure 

my aching heart.

What is it

that you require?

Something

to tear me apart.

She nods sagely

and turns to 

complete the 

masterpiece

before 

she presents

to me 

a vial of  

my cure.

I sip it

and feel it

warm 

my cold body.

A sick smile

crosses my lips

A faint laugh

escapes my chest

One sip

and 

then 

two.

Another.
Help me

Another.

Please

Another.

Until I can't 

seem 

to 

rem

em

b

er 

Until the room

is spinning

out

of 

control

In 

the

chaos

finding

peace

Only 

momentarily

feeling

the pain

crashing

down

upon

my chest

Another.

Until 

my eye lids

fall heavily.

Until 

your name

is just

a blur

and nothing 

even matters.

Another.

Another.

Another.

Until nothing

fucking 

matters.