i seat here by myself waiting for you
i take a sip of that drink you told me not to
you told me you would be home at 10:00 pm and it was now
10:59 pm i take another one i was out of it.
i painted a picture of me of how i was feeling.
by the time i was done the bottle was half way gone
and i was done with...
is the letter that she left me when i came home she had killed herself for waiting on me ..
by
Dana

