An empty bottle sits next to me
and the thoughts keep getting worse
And worse
And worse
And worse

My lungs are getting weaker
There's not much left in me

I can barely breathe anymore
and I can hear your voice again
And again
And again
And again

I'm drunk again
and thinking of you.
I'm trembling and shaking
because it's all too real.
I can't forget it.
What you did to me.
I let you have
everything.
Everything I had.
And I loved you
with every piece of me.
Like the time I was eight
and cried because I broke my arm.
I cried again
because you broke me.