5 A.M.

What I wouldn’t kill to be drunk right now

To slur my words, and just lie on the floor

Instead of racking my brain for the answers

Only to rack my soul with guilt in the end

What happened wasn’t my fault

But I was a contribution to your misery

I left you there to die

And never gave you a second thought

It’s 5 A.M. and too late to go out for a smoke

Dad’s on his way to work, Mom’s making his coffee

Maybe tonight if the weather permits I’ll visit then with my old friend

Nicotine will always be there to take away the pain

When the booze is out of reach

And the blade raises unwanted questions

This all could’ve been avoided if I had taken the time to write you

Before you gave up

Because nobody loved you

But everyone called

And you didn’t answer

So who really knows

Maybe none of this matters

I’ve tried to forget it

But you still haunt my mind

I’ve been crying myself to sleep at night

I’m so terribly sorry I was so terribly unkind…