Another Night

bottle,drinking alone and feeling so hallow,drowning my pain to wash it away yet the memories are stronger with every sip that I take.immune to the pain only cause I am num,seeking comfort in wrong places just so I can face this,accusitions of being a drunk,yet no one will save me I'm **** out of luck.there are stories untold in this book of my life,nobody knows my sorrows or strifes.born like a ghost to the ones back at home,shot down and striked with words to make me feel so alone.broken and beaten by the one with my heart,cheated and stepped on from the start.life has been taken from people so close,to young its not fair this lifes just a joke.judges by people who don't even know me,my body used when I'm drunk and lonely,purity taken when I couldn't say no,because I'm busy drinking away my sorrows.if someone would save me maybe I wouldn't drink so much,but nobodys there when I'm feeling scared,so for now ill drink til I pass out and the room fades as I start to black out.another night with just another bottle,drinking alone and feeling so hallow,drowning my pain to wash it away,why do I have to be this way?