This bottle.
How it eats away at who i am.
Its taken so many of my loved ones.
Now its found its way through the dark light to my very soul.
The pain of her smile and what is never to be again.
Replaced by the burning sting in my throat of the memories washed away.
I sit alone in the dark.
"Moonlight sonata"
seems to echo through out the bottle.
My pathetic reflection shows at the bottom of the bottle.
Now the bottle is empty,
yet filled with my sorrow.
