Cry


Drunk
High
I want to cry

Up so high
Down so low
Reading words you wrote long ago

In the now
Torturing myself with the past
Reality saying you won’t be back

Drunker now
High as can be
But no matter what I can’t be free

Holding out
Hanging on
One finger still gripping the edge

High
Low
Not willing to accept that you are gone for good…

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