Drown My Sorrow (Bottom of the Bottle)

My heads down
Looking at my feet
There’s a glare in my eyes
That says don’t get near me.

Living in this insanity
There’s one thing I wish to be
That my soul be set free
But some things are too cruel for reality.

My words to everyone around are
“BACK OFF” and “OUTA MY FACE”
Though the solemn words I say to God
“How could you let my soul die in this horrid place?”

They wonder with stale pity
Why I am this unfortunate way
They can’t possibly know
What I had to cruelly pay.

My love lost, my soul broken
My bleeding heart took so much pain
But my thoughts were filled with anger
I will never let anyone into my life again.

Hope, an illusion sour and cruel
Love, one thing I had and lost long ago.
Pain, what haunts me everyday.
Trust, sad thing I will never again show.

Laying with a sad dead smile
I sit here with this empty bottle
Thoughts torture me like demons
Trying to drink down my sorrow.

No more sense of feeling
Too gone to know
If I’m still living or gone
But no self-pity to show.

I let him into my lovely heart
I let him love my innocent soul
He stabbed it with treacherous words
I will never again be whole.

Empty bottles lying on the floor
Wish he hadn’t slammed that door
What do I do when I’m done?
Drinking until I pull out the gun

I’m at the bottom of the bottle now
Look what his doing has done to me
Need to get another but can’t find myself
How could I let this come to be?

Trigger is ready can’t go back now
I can’t believe this happened, why, how?
Yet I’m glad this thing is loaded
For this last breath there was a motive

Trying to drown down my sorrow
Now I’m at the bottom of the bottle…