Drink.

How many more days
Before your throat stops bleeding
From the indignity of it all?

You stare rim-razed at the sink
_{oh where did it go wrong}
You're not sure, you never were
_{was it all my fault?}

It's a slow fade
A kind of darkening
_{are your eyes the only thing i will see?}
The bottle, tossed carelessly
Shatters into shards of memories
_{it didn't hurt it couldn't hurt i'm so tired}

^{Shut your eyes, drift away
Shut your eyes, drift away
Shut your eyes...}

How many days
Until you find yourself again
Under the sad, broken child?
It's slowly drowning you,
Look up before it's too late.
It's too late.