You drank a whole summer away
I watched you waste away the days
You'd drink to avoid looking at me,
While I consoled your loss of creativity.
You drank, and drank, and drank
Your mind sank, and sank and sank
In self-pity, in self-loathing,
Till you became what you feared,
And your substance you were throwing away.
One night I'd had enough
I missed the bright man and you were playing too rough
So I got on my knees and cried,
"If I can't love you then I'd rather die."
Then he said,
"There's nothing to living sweetheart,
the point is you're dying... so get a head start."
I thought his words so wise,
That to them I drank.
Til all my fears were gone,
and my mind became blank.
@damnitdean67 Not too long ago, do you like?
kateypants83 2 weeks ago
when was this recorded? This is my partment!
damnitdean67 3 weeks ago