I’ve drunk my drink, the bottle’s gone, this can-not last,
If I don’t get a grip on my life, I’ll go downhill fast,
What happened to them, was no one’s fault,
Yet our lives have come to a halt,
Look out! he’s drunk again,
With a bottle of vodka as his only friend,
We had a lot of good times, you must agree,
But it’s those memories that are torturing me,
I still feel as raw as I did on day one,
But no matter what I do, I just feel numb,

I tried talking to someone, but it didn’t help me,
So I shut myself away, and I threw away the key,
I tried to get on with my life, but I just couldn’t
I really wanted to, but my head just wouldn’t,
Oh Lord, answer me, what on earth did you do,
Your rash decisions have made me lose faith in you
In my messed up little head all I want to do is drink,
But at least when I’m out of my face, I no longer think,
I can hear them say don’t destroy yourself, my son,
But no matter what I do, I just feel numb,

I know that my way of coping makes me a fool,
But I can’t stop staring at the photos on my wall,
My Granddad was my hero and my Nan, my best friend,
Maybe if I just fade away I’ll get to see them again,
The amount of tears that have fallen, is unreal,
But anyone who’s lost their world will know how I feel,
My heart is aching and my soul is full of grief,
Whilst my head, still, a year on, is in disbelief,
I want to swim in my tears, into the setting sun
But no matter what I do, I just…. feel….. numb.

Wrote on: 20/11/2019 (Thought I had already uploaded it to the site, which I hadn’t)