Bottle 70

You know just who and what you are to me. Heavy blow to the chest. This is lust but for some reason I can't quit. Feel that pull the pool of your love. As the waters hold me in place drowning drowning. Hiding at the bottom of a bottle this bar is where I reside. Praying to be rescued and cured from this heart ache. Spending all my time pretending to be fine. But it is all fake. On the inside I'm mending my heart holding out hope. For a cape does he come nope. I have been waiting a while just to get a glimpse of that smile. These drug's buzz helps numb the pain. No matter what I take I can't forget only get a moment. Your empty side of the bed is my torment(torment). Save your pity I only want her in my arms again. She stole more than my heart took the wind from my sails. Life without her is hell. The only handle to help is that topself. I am crying out for help to deal with the pain inside of me. We weren't meant to be. But that doesn't explain why I'm going through hell. She drained my heart now she is draining my bank account. Trying not to think about  it. Drinking to forget your tight squeeze(squeez). Drinking(Drinking)trying to forget how you made my knees weak. It's more than difficult to get some sleep.

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