a grip

by M. A

When comes the time to get physical
I would have to bring the universe tightly within a grip of my hand
a grip that I should not let go to keep me controlled
I should have drown my head into a bowl of water
to feel numbness
to outcast my being from the very life

For someone that won't buy any word from my mouth
you become the grip controller
you let go of me while I'm drunk
in liquid or love
you just hate the way I'm drunk

Tonight my heart craves for you
the grip has been apart
turn out hard is not hard enough
I could have failed trying