30 July 2012
Knew something wasn't right
As I lay awake last night.
Today my ex's mother rang,
Told me news about him that's made my heart pang.
When I left him he started drinking,
Heard he'd basically stopped thinking,
And now he's lying in a hospital bed,
Something's wrong with his head.
Lying in a real state
Because of a habit I helped create.
His mother called me because he never said,
That out relationship was dead,
She called me worried sick for her son,
Totally oblivious to the damage I've done.
Last week I told him we shouldn't talk,
Said we were getting nowhere with this series of small talk.
And now he's gone on a 3 day drinking marathon,
All from the boy who's speciality is the triathlon.
What a waste of a life,
All because of what I caused: his body in strife.
Should I stay, should I go?
Should I tell her the reason he sinked so low?
This feeling of guilt, feelings of remorse,
Feel as if I've been through the worst type of divorce.
Why does life have to be this way?
Doubting whether our loved ones will live another day.
The Price Of Drinking • Opuss № I