Drunk

I swear the sky was gray
I wish you would stay
I guess you still left
and I wish you the best

Yes, I feel bad for myself
I'm nothing but an empty shelf
I couldn't help it but become
a sad song with a different tone.

The bells on the tower stopped ringing
for every minute that life is ticking
every second turning to dust
so I swallow these tears of disgust.

Yet I still love all the moments
even though they are my torment
I lack your love and the company
that make up life's tale of tirany.

I was the one left to lose
every line becomes a muse
of the time, of the agony
I lived without a symphony.

You just tear a soul apart
it makes all my thoughts depart
to a space far beyond
far past where you've gone.

So I will stay mourning
the gray shadows every morning
they may bring despair
but that's I have left to spare.

Who won you over?
while I sank lower, lower
who kissed you? far from here....
he wasn't me...that's all I fear.