Choose Your Cup Wisely

Am I better off Dead?

or am I better off a quitter?

sigh...

I dont know how I'm still alive

I poured Wine

But the truth is 

I drank

sweet poison 

from the serpents Cup

Why didn't I stop

I knew what it was

but still I swallowed anyway

Now I'm intoxicated 

slowly it brings me to my death

should I remain in the Chapel

or should I throw my hands up like others

before me?

I'm hurting

But

I wear a smile 

Cause I swear they'll never see me cry

You are the antidote I need

But they say I cant be cured

Then there is no Hope for me

So like a Groom left at the Alter

I run to my local bar

but...

after the drugs are done

I still feel like dying

My Cup is better...

Let steady Hands be your Guide

and

Choose your cup wisely

cause you'll have to drink from it.

Writting By. Dwight Mckie