A bottle of wine. A warm bath. Two year's worth of disappointment and regret. Her dusty picture in it's cracked frame, unwilling to break mirroring my white knuckle grip on what once was. Stale cigarette smoke meandering around the chipped tile of the bathroom ceiling. A life so full of promise...we wore our happiness like a warm coat in the winter. Now the tatters of a life unrealized hang off my emaciated frame. Where did it go wrong? Was there a definite fork in the road? The razor erases it.
john maus is the dude
Mattchu7Dee 4 months ago 12
A bottle of wine. A warm bath. Two year's worth of disappointment and regret. Her dusty picture in it's cracked frame, unwilling to break mirroring my white knuckle grip on what once was. Stale cigarette smoke meandering around the chipped tile of the bathroom ceiling. A life so full of promise...we wore our happiness like a warm coat in the winter. Now the tatters of a life unrealized hang off my emaciated frame. Where did it go wrong? Was there a definite fork in the road? The razor erases it.
CoastalBrake 2 months ago 11