My Mistress

My mistress visits me every night her drunken wiles weave strange delight seductive spirit that salves all scars she leaves me in gutters gazing at stars She takes my will and thins my blood alters mood for bad or good she clouds my head and dims my sight this addiction feeds my lonely night I'm powerless, she preys upon my pains her warm salvation fills my veins she steals the truth and gives false reason a devil raising war and treason As daylight shines, her love is dead replaced by aching limbs and head her poison spills from vomit vile searing pains and rising bile But when the evening comes once more I welcome back my liquid whore to bring oblivion, my favoured state to ease my fear and tame my hate I know I’m weak, I am her slave she kills me with my need and crave and though she takes me to the brink she is my love, my life, my drink. Revised after re-reading and striving to improve..