
I sip them like wine,
But I don’t know the limit.
I trap love in a rhyme,
Then go and kill it.
Honey, I’m a menace,
Just be careful.
Leave me on a terrace,
Scarred and tearful.
I breathe them like fumes,
But my lungs are grey.
All I do is lose,
I’m an empty tray.
Honey, I’m a whirlwind,
Sharp and unstable.
I showed you how to sin,
Then turned the tables.
-Jackie