2-11-08

  I tried forcing the pain away
one last time into the bottle
that knew me better than I knew myself I think
and even though the tears continued
to fill my eyes again
I waited here with an empty bottle of Whiskey
for the sun to come up and
smile at me again

  I could have sworn that my loneliness
shook hands with the Devil himself
as emptiness crept up on my soul
I couldn't forget;
no I couldn't forget that all I know
is what a pain of a broken heart
feels like and how a double shot of
caffein is a hangover's best friend

  Saturday nights are the loneliest nights
of the week for me after a 55 hour plus week of
never ending grinding and more ginding of
stressing out and pissing off the fellow co-workers;
all I want to do is sit back in that old worn out
rocking chair and have some two day old left over
tv dinner and to pour me another shot of Whiskey
until the sunrise shows its face to me again

  I should have known that this is how
everything ends up for me
with numbing pain getting more and more
numb for me by the day
and with my heart getting broken like
shattered glass waking up to a love letter shoved
deep into my pocket that said,
"I never expected it to last this long for us."

  and so I am left here trying to
figure out where I went wrong again?
as I turn down the lights so you
won't see my tears
I pour me another shot of Whiskey and
turn up that old favorite Country Song
that you hated so much
and I just laugh;
I just laugh deep into the morning
that brings me another breath of fresh air

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