all i have now
are cold sheets
& a half empty bed
with half empty tea mugs
littering the floor
like land mines
surrounding my mattress
that now feels more like
a life raft
then anything els
a life raft that i jumped into
to espcape the war zone
that had now become my life
this matress
is the only thing keeping me
from drowning into my sadness
from falling into the madness

all i have now
are the cries of dogs
late at night
are the cries of my heart
late at night
like the saddest song
you've ever heard
because they don't understand
why the love was lost
how can you loose something
that was once everything
and they try to out cry one another
until they are both too exhuasted
to do anything but sleep

all i have now
are the the painful memories
and broken dreams
of everything we use to be
to remind me of how quickly we fell
how blindly we flew
and how badly we failed
all i have are songs
that i can never play again
because visions of you
will play in my head
and i'll need to drink enough liqour
too drown it all out
hand me that whiskey
i need to pass out
now how many times
will i take this foolish leap
before i finally get tired
of the blood on my teeth