My Usual Nights

dark night silver moon fainted thoughts bottle of wine and smoked filled room denim jeans white shirt a broken guitar do nothing but gazing at stars one bed and two pillows one for me and other for her teardrops on my bed as i know she will return never again where is my mind i speak to myself as dark posters sorround me and dark books in my shelf i feel sleepy now shoes are still on its next day as life goes on day is work time having her in my mind good night my sweet friends its again night time.