Drowning In a Bottle

Drip drip the tear drops drop, 

Down my chin, when will it stop, 

Drop drip, take another sip, 

Tastes so bad but I feel much worse, 

I feel much less when filled with liquor, 

The pain never stops, wish to end it quicker.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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