Break Me Til I'm Sober

Here, I sit alone,
Drinking to numb the pain,
Blind to the colours that surround me,
Stumbling through my thoughts and visions of what could have been,
What could be...
It looks pure, like water
But it tastes of damaged thoughts,
Burns my throat and burns away the present
And it lets me lie in wait,
So I Lie,
I wait,
Wait, why?
Because now is nothing,
So I'll sacrifice it all for the hope of avoiding
The Fall.