Post by skyler on Aug 26, 2011 19:42:01 GMT -5
the glass is empty
the depth is too much
we were in it forever
but we lost touch
why did you do this
change my ways
living on slowly
dreading each day
falling in a feild of hate
drowning in a churning pool
slipping closer to the gate
why was i such a fool
empty as my glass of rum
cant seem to feel the pain
speeding beats of an internal drum
calling out for the rain.