22 August 2012

Drowning in a swamp of pity There's no one left to save me A shadow of my former self Too fragile to be back on the shelf

Downing whiskey along with pills Seeking love in a market of thrills Numbing the pain of another rejection Surely someone somewhere will think me perfection

Alone in a cold and empty flat Next to the space where you often sat I would forgive all you did for our sake I would try any remedy to cure this heartache

BurrfootHeartache • Opuss № I