Shes A lovely girl.
"How come shes so sad?"
She stores her pain away,
Shes strong but it makes her mad.
her day is filled with laughter, all worries on the side.
The nights are darker, her emotions collide.
Her best friend is the bottle, it doesn't matter the name,
As she poisons her blood, it helps her feel sane.
with a warped mind, the alcohol makes it worse.
She denies the fact, shes stuck with the curse.
"I'll be better tomorrow." she says as she laughs.
passed out, she wakes up, shaky and sweating, knowing she needs a bath.
dirty dishes in the sink, mess on the floor,
"I need to clean up." she tells herself, then lays back down and drinks some more.
Leaving another comment so this post isn't so sad and lonely.
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