Tonight,
I'll pretend I'm drunk.
That way, they'll excuse my sadness.
Tonight I drown in regrets,
in my shower,
in the blood on my arms.
Tonight, I'll laugh hysterically
at all the pain
at everything that hurt me.
Tonight,
my skin won't ever feel the same
my lips won't ever taste the same.
Tonight all smiles will fade away
Blame? Shame? Fear? Pity?
No.
Surrender.