bottom of the bottle

bottom of the bottle

A Poem by ashley

i drink alone now that you’re not here,

the high only peaks when i think you came home.

pouring my sorrow into empty bottles,

so i can drink again later,

continuing my search for an answer.

you're the only question mark in the book of my life.

© 2025 ashley


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Added on April 1, 2025
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ashley
ashley

do not come to my town, Australia



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an 18 year old with a lot of thoughts, and the BIGGEST hopeless romantic of all time dude. is it obvious? more..

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