DROWNING Drowning in sorrow,Merlot fills my cup,Warmth on my skin,Blanket wraps my soul,I will try something,But how though?I have doubts,Low counts of confidence,But the recipe seems highly rich,Quickly I take a sip,Liquid courage hits my taste buds,Then falls to my stomach,And within my pits,Something started bubbling.But what is this feeling?I glitched,Words appeared,Notes I have been… Continue reading