There's a smile on my face but pain in my eyes.
I don't believe anyone can realize how much pain I can feel.

So I sit here and empty this bottle until I feel hollow just so much pain to conceal.

They say fake it to make it and I'm surprised I didn't break yet. Another sunrise drinking until sunset.

This isn't living it's surviving and I definitely got to stop drinking and driving. keep asking myself why am I alive then.

And no matter how hard I try to find. An answer just never comes to mind. There's got to be a bigger picture or maybe I'm just to blind to see it.

Just thoughts in my head and this page is where I'm going to leave it.
© M.Moss