He Tastes Like You...But Sweeter

The bottle dangles from limp hands
Upon the cold ground it now falls
Drained of liquid, a thirst to quench
The blurred vision tells it all.

Sweet body gentle, warms my insides
Consuming all the pain I feel
Like therapy, he lends the aid
To help my wounds to heal

A buffer to dark thoughts I have
With dagger breath he numbs the pain
Of when you left me broke inside
He came to ease my heart again.

One last sip, the bottles empty
On the edge of sanity, I teeter
A common state, you've left me in
He tastes like you...but sweeter.