A Moment Reveals

That sting, that taste, that soul embrace O you so entice my soul. I feel your grip so hard and tight my life you have on hold. Simmering in this bottomless pit falling deeper and deeper yet. This incredulous state I speak with candor know I'm bathing in a pool of regret. Southern Comfort, Scotch and Rum give all the numbing juice to me. Im a King, I'm a Queen, I'm a blasphemous fool, yes I'm whatever the alcohol sees. As the rock turns and truth blatantly unfolds my demeanor in a moment of sobriety. I gaze in the pan of truth and stare acknowledging my dependency on the skirts and pants of society. Written by: Melvina Germain Date: June 3/2015