I\u2019ve drunk my drink, the bottle\u2019s gone, this can-not last,
If I don\u2019t get a grip on my life, I\u2019ll go downhill fast,
What happened to them, was no one\u2019s fault,
Yet our lives have come to a halt,
Look out! he\u2019s drunk again,
With a bottle of vodka as his only friend,
We had a lot of good times, you must agree,
But it\u2019s 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\u2019t 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\u2019t
I really wanted to, but my head just wouldn\u2019t,
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\u2019m out of my face, I no longer think,
I can hear them say don\u2019t 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\u2019t 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\u2019ll get to see them again,
The amount of tears that have fallen, is unreal,
But anyone who\u2019s 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.
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Wrote on: 20\/11\/2019 (Thought I had already uploaded it to the site, which I hadn’t)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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