As the bartender long pours me another double straight up, I watch the elixer cascade from the bottle.
Flowing smoothly, and crashing into the base of my eagerly awaiting glass, I'm hastened to the memory of just hours ago. A "little black dress" flowed down smooth shoulders, cascading across your body, crashing onto the floor below.
A chance encounter, but a conversation deeper than the ocean, comfortable as pajamas and summer breezes, and campfire warm.
We made love like old friends and new strangers. Passionate, in a...
The fire has long since burned out. Acrid smoke memories linger in the nostrils of a war torn spirit. Once deafening battle cries muted the whispers of doubt. Reduced down to a subliminal hum, only the warriors can hear it.
Not easily cleansed is the blood stained heart. Graphic images chiseled into the mind, replaying what they've been through. Rage and sorrow sever these men apart. Left with an unending struggle never to be one of the twenty two.
Scratching my eyes with the salt of my apathy. Blurring the vision, I won't see the heresy. It claws from within as the cravings are calling me. Death holds the door as I walk through this tragedy.
Drink from the bottle that's half full of emptiness. Destiny's calling, I stand at the precipice. Voices are screaming, "you are nothing of consequence." A future that's clenched in the teeth of due diligence.
Suddenly silence encompasses everywhere. Feeling the cold of the steel I become...