Losing Bottle

November 12, 2009
I look away, I turn around,
Not noticing which way is the door,
I fall to the ground,
I stare at the sky then soon fall asleep,

Not remembering what happen,
I open the door,
Make my way to get another bottle,
I stare at this poison of a cure,
I just cry, I drink until I don’t know a thing,
I look at the empty bottle and shake firmly,

It’s not answering my questions,
I have no thoughts, one only thought is I miss you,
I need to feel my place,
But I turn away to my disgrace,
Another day wasted,
Another day without you or anyone,

I look at the world again,
The sun dims than fades,
My drink is my weapon,
Lost control is what I’m losing,
Haven’t lost my mind, only a heart,
You being gone is making me tear apart.

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