Written by Shayla D Smith
A ring inspiring a lingering after taste of wine.
Aged last Grapes.
Been stoned for greater use,
Never really realized I'd be an alcoholic.
Baptized and took two stones away,
Payed the price for my sins.
Ask me to name them?
I have forgotten.
Getting so tired of this cat and mouse game.
Every single day.
One day it's dinner.
Another Something that gets me through.
Like iron, My will has taken it.
Those pills you hide cure this putrid mind.
So, I guess I'll look a little deeper at you.
I see you are medicated too?
Sometimes, I swear all I'd have to do is take a picture
And all your fears would come true.
You think you can destroy Me?
Others have tried it and I've stayed true.
Sorry if it gets to you, but
I've had breakdown, after breakdown
Addictions fought and I've overcome those too.
Gained enemies that truly love me
And I'd die for them ,as I'd die for you.
Although I love you.
You are going to see me
Kicking and screaming a little at you.
So, please don't treat me as something to abuse,
I'll keep my voice down
And if you stop baking cookies........ my weight too!
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