Reading through the letters
you sent for me.
I cried,
missing you,
and wondering what I meant to you.
Yes, I cried, uncertain of myself,
caught up in grief.
wanting to dissolve, sink into the floor,
just forget about life.
I turned for my last resort,
never used before,
a quarter-glass later,
it was tasting pretty good,
half a glass later I was feeling pretty good!
Yes I managed to loose my problems,
I did loose myself,
I managed to get a happy few hours.
Crashed on my bed,
I was out,
haha, it worked, yes,
I lost myself,
I was feeling pretty good,
Sleep came easy for once,
and I can't remember my night very well.
Dad woke me up at 8:35am,
he knew i had a little the night before,
my head was fuzzy, and pounding,
You know what?
it wasn't worth it,
yes I got to loose myself,
but the hangover I have today was the price,
TOTALLY not worth it!
Anyways, my night to remember,
was the night of forgetting,
I wish all nights were that easy....
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