When I'm drunk I don't have to miss you
Every sip makes me forget you
Your bottled up in the empty bottles
When Liquor runs through my body
I can no longer feel your touch on my skin
When I'm sober it hurts
Because I remember
Your touch your voice
I remember you
I'd rather not be sober
I don't want to feel you not here

I drink till I hit the floor
Smoke **** till I can't think no more
I have become

Numb

I envy the drunk
Who are forever honest
About their innermost desires
Thoughts and feelings

He whose life seems complicated
But is actually a different reality
Difficult to comprehend,
Yet lived so easily

He who has never moved on,
But has "forgotten" his past
Claims to have memory loss
While all his memories last

I envy the thief
A master in his field
Stealing hearts from all over
While mine, fragile and scarred, has never healed

its not the same bed once its over
cant roll over to console her
isnt my role any more
since she decided to show me the door
so im lying here listening to her snore
tormented by thoughts of the morning
nothing i can say to the prone form
of my former lover
too late to tell her i love her