Metaphor Wine

Crushing grapes can make them into wine and the wine can make you drunk. 

It can lead you to a world where all of your fantasies come true. 
It blurs your vision and links you to your passions. 

Some scream out in anger and rage while others giggle and stutter silly sentences. 

But no one thinks of the death of the grape. 
Even the one writing these words has little heart. 
The thought that I could understand is a delusion brought on by a fantasy, a desire. 

So I'll pour the wine into my glass and write on...