Spirit

Inspired by the song Nothing Compares to you  – covered by Chris Cornell.


It’s been 2 years and 15 days,
and I’m glad to see your back,
but you return, in every drunken haze,
the voice that leads every throwback,

You arrive once again,
sweet sullen symphony,
its crazy how a voice can drain,
all forms of sobriety

I feel worn out,
I’m tired of listening,
You go on about,
How I’ve been drinking,

to avoid you, 
and your conversations,
nothing seems true,
just like your expectations,

your voice makes me sweat,
as your monologue is heated with threats,
I light another cigarette
smoke away my regrets,

I just want another drink,
to drown out your voice,
damned if i could think,
that you were giving me a choice,

I look at you, in tears,
as you stare back with limp eyes,
questioning all of these years,
had I spent them living lies?

despair begins to revel
as I try one last time,
to deal with my devil
parley with a pantomime,

I try to seduce you,
serenade you with my squabbles,
but tonight you stay true
to the illusions of the bottles

you walk away,
and I’m rooted like a stone,
good riddance for the day,
as the alcohol numbs me to the bone

i feel lost,
I’m tired of following,
our paths, which crossed,
and the decadence you were offering.

So I let sleep carry me through,
as your voice is receding,
nothing compares to you,
as I feel the world fading.

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