You're the reason the ink bleeds across my page.

Too tired to get out of bed
The bathroom is too far
Let me lay
Let me day dream
Let me sleep
Concentration at lowest bar
Untouched pile of work
Looser fit in my jeans
Thoughts consume my head
Get me out of this scene

I pull the bottle of the shelf
Covered in dust
I twist off the cap
I pour me a glass
Heres to me
For finally being alone
At last.

what is life
when love is like a knife
it can be so beautiful
but hurts more when it's dull