WK6: Witty (3-1) vs UnbornBuddha (3-1) -- Witty 5-0

[Witty]

Her lips were red, we met at the bar trying to ease our woes
Defeat our prose, using the empty bottle trick to free our souls
We kissed instead, and within this embrace the seeds are sown
Weeds are grown, as Old Father Fate begins to lift this head
A night of frantic passion, new demons replacing the old
Alcohol taking its toll, engaging in sin and defacing the soul
Addressing the crazy within our emptiness and making it whole
Creating a blaze inside our hearts to lay when it's cold

*4 months later*

I flatly refuse to believe what I see as the panic ensues
My world melts before my eyes, my mind erratic and bruised
Embracing my inner addict, the booze providing courage and hope
As my left hand clenches tightly and grips on the sturdiest rope
She told me by text, I thought it was a bribe or a scheme
But as I see it for myself I lose control of my mind as it screams
My life is at stake, I won't throw it away for some sordid little break
So I strangle that pregnant bitch to death..
..and mark it down as an unfortunate mistake