I drown all my wounds
with a bottle of alcohol
to make them numb,
I put a gun against my forehead,
where you used to kiss me.
As I choke on my tears,
I pulled the trigger.
You were gone.
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 10:10 AM UTC
I drown all my wounds
with a bottle of alcohol
to make them numb,
I put a gun against my forehead,
where you used to kiss me.
As I choke on my tears,
I pulled the trigger.
You were gone.
