Poison Becomes Wine

You can't prevent counter attack

But you hurt,

You break into pieces and

Scatter apart.

I had a key of happiness of

Golden color,

You blind thought it fire

What a satire!

I give you pitch darkness

Keep it in mind,

Moon is smiling on my lips

Leaving torment behind.

Will you give me pain?

So easy?

I can only give and don't take

Freakish and crazy.

I tolerate and love blue pain

Out of fun,

Cup of poison becomes wine

In the long run.