Alcoholic

The innocent vile that fell to her feet

Disguised itself as one last taste of deceit

It stabbed at her mind as a comforting bliss

But ended her life with its bittersweet kiss

Her life had been spent in shadows of fright

Afraid of her feelings, she hid from the light

The undying guilt of the past left behind

Have rested and played in the back of her mind

Now lonely she sits in her puddle of fate

The innocent vile, her new cause of hate

She slowly lets go of the hurt and the lies

As her body seeks rest, and her soul slowly dies.