vices. (inspired)

Smoke curls in ribbons, flowing from my mouth
drink pours down my longing throat
poison flows through my blood

soothing me,
intoxicating me,
liberating me,

of all the vices that have their hold on me,
of all the vices that i drown myself in,
of all the vices that i long for,

only one will always remain, etched with a dull blade on the tissue of my heart.
both giving me extasy and agony, you are my most fatal vice of all...

you have your hold on me...
i drown myself in you...
and i will long for you forever, my bitter sweet vice...