Last Call

Just one more
One more drink

To weaken the pain
Twisting in my chest

The heavy smell burning into my brain
To keep your sent off my mind

A bottle of Whiskey
To fill my empty heart

The numbness spreading
Floating in the sea

Bruised and battered
It doesn't matter anymore

Because for now
My pain is gone

Taken away by the glass
Of liquid Novocaine

For now I can forget
But tomorrow I know

I know I will
Regret