Screaming at the top of my lungs.

This is me, screaming at the top of my lungs.
Fighting for what I believe in.
It's like two people who are separate from each other,
reaching for one another, their hands stretching out.
I set the alcohol on top of the counter, as you step into the room.
You come closer & closer, doing your thing, saying hi.
I go up to you, trying to lean in for a kiss. It's like a temptation.
But you refuse, and back away, you start by kissing my neck,
then more comes, you try pulling off my top,
we end up on the floor. I guess all this alcohol really got to me.
I tremble, as my hand reaches for the counter,
for the rest of the bottle of the alcohol. It's like an addiction.
I scream once again, at the top of my lungs,
wondering what's wrong with me, why do i crave this so much?
It's like feigning for my body.
The more drinks i take, the more I lose control.
Can this really be that I have an addiction?

My lips tremble, as yours come near to touch mine.
I get scared, that this will be the last time you hold me.
Once again, I reach for the only thing,
that I think will make me strong.
I think to myself, alcohol is my only option.
This addiction is getting too hard for me, and i can't stop.
I try to save myself, as your nails dig into my back,
As your skin trembles, in my arms.. I smell your scent,
and then it hits me, and i realize, i've got nothing but love for you.
But I just want to let you know, that if this is too late for me to stop,

with the alcohol, I want you to take my hand,& promise me that,
you'll always love me, no matter what. This is the end,
I scream for the very last time. You try covering my mouth,
& then i'm done. Over with. Gone. Forever.
You're no longer with me, I'm no longer with you,
I have had my last breath.