I'm thinking about
just one simple thing.
The memories with you
And the pain that they bring.
The way you were my queen
And I was your king.
And how all of that time
Just came to nothing.

Can't find a distraction.
This bottle I shatter.
I try to find more
But it doesn't matter.
They're all empty like me.
My heart left torn. tattered.
Ripped out and thrown down.
Smashed flatter and flatter.

I punish myself daily
With alcohol use.
I hope it will soothe me,
But it's just more abuse.
I wish we would've had longer
Before you cut me loose.
Now please come cut me down
Save me from this noose.






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