enslavement

That first bitter swallow
 
tame the insanity
 
chalky burn thrashes my soul
 
a willing hostage

no pleading whispers from these dirty lips
 
craving whats to come
 
sourness now turns to warmth
 
brainwaves are no longer thrashing
 
a simple calm resides within
 
then I smile
 
is this really who I am  
 
holding on so tightly
 
never letting go
 
to question marks
 
that lurk in my soul
 
if only for tonight...