It foams and throws itself around

As you try to choke it down

Bubbles rise and mold your skin

Your body starts to freeze like tin

You start to wonder if this is it

Is this the last place you will ever sit

Your vision starts to dim

The bottle was filled to the rim

You still managed to get it all in

One large swallow causes you to feel trapped under pins

You wonder as you lie there

Do most people die with more care

Do most people live their life

Not worried about every small knife

Is that how it’s supposed to go

Instead of keeping up this old show

Starts and beginnings are often fun

But I run out of breath whenever I start to run

Same days and nights

Barely any frights

Should I have done more

And let my life soar

Or was this really all I was meant to get

Over and over placing the same bet

All those times I ever won

Now I realize doesn’t matter to anyone

One small risk now and it was all over

You could’ve sworn the air was getting colder

All the heat pushed itself away

Making room for a snowy day

You started to shiver and shake

With every twist the poison makes

Like vines crawling deep underground

Far beneath where they are usually found

Life or death