Empty Bottle

Here I am again it's one and I'm still awake. How many more of these tormenting nights will it seem to take take. Forced to relive every bad decision that I make. Like the one I'm doing right now for goodness sake. I know I shouldn't see, but somehow it always seems to be. These demons sure know how to get the best of me. I know I shouldn't pick up this bottle. But the truths way harder to swallow. Leaving the bottle empty and me just as hollow.