Drown me in my wallow So that the death I live is gone An age of agony I’ve endured The glass flies through the air As the memories smash across the floor A million worlds away from here As I open my eyes of sorrow The bottle my only true friend now Blending night into night Praying for this to end So I can truly rest in peace Is anyone listening to my tale ? The blank faces of the stones stare Telling me their truths Tempting me to their womb so warm Feeling oh so alone by the ones I know Deaf and dumb of the deeds done The dark alley houses them Sheltering them from the storm coming Such sadness stains the lightest soul As the white turns so black For all the time and bottles Nothing can wash this clean So living the days so alive So I don’t drown myself Is the only way I’ll survive I will survive
Reason for writing:
A relationship that ended due to
unusual circumstances that weren't
anyone's fault but the fault of timing ...
Birth sign: Not entered
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