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The Empty Bottle

byTrueMort©

My world turns from colours to grey
Just another drink to end my day
The clear liquid forms a cloud
As it covers me like a shroud.
This fogging cloud numbs my brain
It takes away the perpetual pain.

Hurt brought on by the nagging guilt
Of watching myself die and wilt.
Now my loneliness is my only friend
One of these nights I pray it will end.

A hot knife had shredded my soul
Leaving behind a gaping black hole.
A hole into which alcohol I poor
But the hole is always wanting more.

The grey darkness that it brings
Masks the hurt and painful stings
But happiness it will never provide
From myself I cannot hide.

My world is dead, I have cut the throttle
My world is dead, a cold empty bottle

Alex Mort


For Sabina.
You made me see myself again.

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by stroudle02/21/18

5 stars

Wow such an emotional and powerful poem

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