Bottles

I woke up next to empty bottles instead of next to you

Both disgust me just the same

Not only was i drunk, i was sad and alone too

and i drank til i forgot your name

Remember how we would dance

And kiss in a hot shower

And how the alcohol could enhance

Our feelings by the hour

I loved our friday nights

I swear I would count down the days

Until our dancing turned to fights

And I thought it was a phase

I began to lose you to the booze

you began to lose yourself

I tried to help, but you’d refuse

And grab your liquor from the shelf

i wanted to fix you

I was going to be your savior 

Just a phase, and i’d pull you through

But there was too great a change in your behavior 

Yelling every night

Shattered glass and slamming doors

once shed tears during a fight

Became bloodstains on the floors

I was hesitant about leaving

And always guilted into staying

your promises were deceiving

and i knew that you weren’t changing

I left you on a Sunday

you threw me to the floor

I pulled myself up and walked away

And for the last time closed that door

Now i drink alone, propped against the wall

I cry and clench this bottle tight

Because no amount of alcohol 

Can make me forget those blurry nights

 Get well x