Hurry,
inhale,
drink the alcohol
that flows through the tributaries,
before it is all gone,
and tell me all your sorrows.

Finish your drink,
wipe the mascara rivers away,
the ponds of tears,
the streams of lipstick smudged all around,
then let us float away
to a land of drunken, broken dreams,
and hopes never to be fulfilled.

We'll bellow with crazed laughter,
cry with smiles of the ******* up,
tell each other we are okay,
when we are shattering into pieces of
broken melodies-
hugs exchanged, sloppy kisses too,
but by tomorrow,
we have floated off,
out of unfulfilled days,
and back into reality.

she was a young girl in this cruel cold world all she ever dreamed about was diamonds and pearls, She met a man he was great just for a week then when she was comfortable he put her on the street, told her to make his money so both of em could eat, she was scared so she did it hoping he would see that a girl like her didn't belong on the street's. She was wife material she had all these big dreams, sooner or later her dreams would fade, after all those nights of being on the street
she was sick
she was tired
she was lost
she was beat.
Hurting inside but nobody could see she faked a smile but her pain ran deep, she was done with the streets she was ready to leave but he put his 40 to her face and told her if she leave he'd pull the trigger and watch her bleed....................

I have never been so empty

I want to sleep
but I keep smelling your cologne on my pillow

You guys are smiling and making jokes
You tell me I should really be working
I tell you I'm too tired to work right now
I'm not tired
Well, I am, but that's not why I'm not working
I just can't breathe
I know I'm not alone, but I feel completely alone and I don't know Why I'm feeling so hollow
Make it stop. Please.
You don't notice though.
Maybe it's better that you don't.
I'll keep listening to sad music and wonder why I'm feeling so empty when nothing is even wrong
And you keep not knowing how horrible I feel
Because you have problems a lot worse than mine, for sure
I don't want to tell you, because you don't deserve to have to listen to my sadness on top of your own
And I feel selfish if I tell you
I just don't know who to talk to
And even though I'm surrounded by people
I. Feel. So. Lonely. I. Feel. Like. I. Have. Died.

I wish you could see what I see
Than maybe you will realize
Why you mean so much to me