then...

the whole bottle of pills at my side
i swallowed all that was inside
and the glass empty container
that had the bronze drink
i drank it all then threw up in the sink

so a new bottle of pills
and alittle less drink
a blade here in hand
my mind is numb nothing left to think

and the cuts on my wrist
that you put there
with every lie that you told me
when you said you would be there

well where are you now
out on the town
with the other me
the one that i found

the hidden candid photos
and the aftershave smell
i would have never found out
but you hid it too well

so i wrote that last note
with my bleeding red ink
and it just says what i feel
not what i think

and paited that picture
there on the wall
it was only half done
when i started to fall

so i crawled to the bath
pulled my self in
it overflowed
i tore my self again

and i was already gone
whenever you came in
with him on your neck
i was happy then...