I walk in the door,
to find you on the floor.
There are bottles everywhere,
and my heart begins to tear.
I trusted you,
and thought you trusted me too.
But the moment i leave,
your thoughts flee.
Im heartbroken and done,
i've never felt so dumb.
My body and mind are frozen,
looking at you wishing this wasn't what you had chosen.
I walk back out the door,
hoping there wasn't more.
I tell myself it will be fine,
then i see the bottle of wine.
I just keeps coming,
and i start running.
This is all your fault,
drinking broke both mine and your heart.
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Poetry Can Show Your Darkest Secrets
PoetryThese are just some poems I've written when times get tough. Everyone has rough days but how you deal with them is always different, and this is what I've chosen to do.
