The windows are closed,
The lights are off,
My mind and I are all I´ve got.
My friends are there,
nowhere to be found,
and I am here
all alone.
I wish I could,
reach out and feel
the love for you
I always craved.
But all I have,
and all I know,
is the way
the bottles
stir up my soul.
I missed you once,
I missed you twice,
Then I drank,
Forgot at once.
I knew there was more,
and I opened the door,
you entered with pride,
but I was alive.
Mar 28, 2024
Mar 28, 2024 at 4:20 PM UTC
The windows are closed,
The lights are off,
My mind and I are all I´ve got.
My friends are there,
nowhere to be found,
and I am here
all alone.
I wish I could,
reach out and feel
the love for you
I always craved.
But all I have,
and all I know,
is the way
the bottles
stir up my soul.
I missed you once,
I missed you twice,
Then I drank,
Forgot at once.
I knew there was more,
and I opened the door,
you entered with pride,
but I was alive.
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