You And Me And The Bottle Makes Three Tonight

Distorted thoughts plague this mind
persuasive words have us reaching for that glass,
raising that cold liquid to ruby red lips
scorching us into our very soul
though this sweet nectar tastes so delicious,
may as well be poison we're throwing down our throat

candlelight flickering freely, as we sit hunched up together
rocking back and forth on this dusty old rocking chair
TV on mute, pictures eerily dancing across the screen
resigned to the fact you're always here, now a part of me
together, we raise the glass only to fill it up once again
eyelids fluttering slightly as the taste becomes a little sour

Sip after sip disappearing, liquid flowing freely now,
no need for that mendacious mask we hold so dear,
you're everywhere..this mind, this heart, this soul
in this dark room all alone, there's no need for secrets
whisper your tainted lies, pretend everything is alright
for it's just myself, you and this bottle tonight

If only..if only they could understand,
then they might attempt to pierce your illusive words
they may be able to pull me from your wrenching grip
I may be able to finally walk away with only few lasting scars
alas... the longer this goes on, the more I'm afraid
...that no one can save me from myself

***For An M&M Challenge***