Another Wasted

She waits in silence for him to come back, Knowing better than to ask where he's been. When stumbling in with a bottle of Jack, She knows at that moment it will begin. Another night painted purple with proof, Though she swears she'll leave him every next day. Staring right through his eyes she stands aloof, Not even bothering to plead or pray. Like water lets the wind take all control, She becomes a stone wall, flinching never. Appearing strong but by an empty soul, She wishes only to sleep forever. She now lies still like a rock under Earth. Neither one knew what value she was worth.