she felt useless
you were the best at that
making her feel like she was boring
not enough for you
but you took all you could from her
with your arms full, you left.

she felt useless
her eyes were burned red and rolled back when she took a sip
"where did i go wrong?" she asked herself
"why am i not good enough?"
soon her questions became burps oozing with ***** and coke

she looked useless
the way she laid on her back so easy
the way she arched her spine and clawed at your skin made her vulnerable

her red eyes shut as she tipped the glass of grey goose
the glass bottle is the only thing that kissed her and loved her back in months.
the bubbles of her jar of dispar float up as she chugs without showing she was hurt.
she stumbles and falls up the stairs to wallow in her self loathing that she called carpet.
she stays up with a drunk heart going over all the things wrong with her
she thinks if she could change you would love her again

you felt useless
staying up all night
telling yourself "i ****** up"

its too late

she had someone to pick her up from her clumsy falls
she only drinks water now
sometimes
she'll stay up asking herself
"whats wrong with me?"

she didn't feel useless
you were always the worst at that.