Whiskey dripping down my finger tips
Tears rolling down my lips
Constant cold rain
Adding to the pain
Hours slid by
days have went by
Taking the rain
Tears flowing the pain
Whiskey under my breath
Wishing for a sudden death
Every ounce of my being
Struggles for meaning
While I'm crying tears of whiskey
40 proof falling past my lips
Drip down my finger tips
The only voice I ever hear is the one telling me I can't
Never even knew I had a choice
I'm a soul with no voice
Drowning out a childhood
Dark enough to make Satan weep
Nightmares rob me of sleep
One by one each shot of whiskey gone
Each empty bottle a broken bond
A dirty habit
I hate that I got to have it
It stole my every dream
Crushed my plans
Until an angel lent me a helping hand
I was just 16
Learning of destiny
When my life was taken
I was not sober, I was high
I did not live, I died
The bottle claimed my life
Whiskeys pain cut deep like a knife
finally claiming an innocent
Now I lay 6ft under in a heart shaped box
No longer within the devils temptation
My passing an example
Of what happens
When you cry tears of whiskey
Nothing but 40 proof touches your lips
Drips down your finger tips
When the only voice you will ever hear is the one telling you can't
Every ounce of your being
Should not struggle for meaning
Face your destiny
Be sober not high
Do live , not die
When you cry
Hold your lover
You have a choice
A voice
For it is to late for me
Because I chose to cry tears of..whiskey
**This is what would of happened to me if not the love of my life saved me, this is dedicated to the people who have made the change like me, because some people chagne**
