Jan. 6, 2014 - Feelings

I caught myself with your name swollen on my tongue,
I tried to spit you out,
And ended up almost choking to death.

I felt your prescence on my skin,
I tried to wash you away down the drain,
Clawing at my skin with my sponge to wash away my pain.

I grabbed a bottle of vodka and my mothers perscribed meds,
Drinking away my agony and regret,
Spilling out my feelings while I moved my hand around with my drink in hand,
Spilling the red wine on my hands.

I looked at old photographs of us,
I lit the fire and couldn't bring myself to burn you away,
Instead left you frozen in a frame,
Reminding me of what we once were.

I remember falling asleep that night,
With your scent on my pillow,
Crying myself to sleep,
Knowing you were gone,
And all I had left was blood stained cloths in my bathroom with bandages around my wrists.