The devils advocate

You can't barter with the devil while your laying next to her. The vodka you have in your hand makes everything a blur. You take a sip and give it another stir. It's a man made drink to ease your pain. Looking in your eyes, that's all you have gained. Pain seeps through every single pore you have, your flesh is now stained. You reek of booze, thinking that this is the only thing left you have to choose. It's okay darling, you only have everything to lose. You can't barter with the devil while your laying next to her, for loneliness there is no cure. -M.D.L