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stains you left behindThe ring of tea from the bottom of your mug
Is all that I have left,
Memories of you have gone.
Stains are all that are left.
Permanent reminders to me that,
Every waking hour of my day,
I should have loved you,
Maybe then these stains would have washed away.
I killed something beautiful,
Stripped it naked and left it
In the cold to slowly freeze
Nightmares creep in the day light
And stab me in the back at night,
My screams echo in the moonlight,
All I can do is cry.
Your tea stain on the table,
I sit beside it and weep
With my new best buddy Smirnoff,
He helps me get to sleep.
I finally lost my job,
Now I’m living on the streets.
They said something about alcoholism,
I don’t know what they mean.
I’ve taken up the needle,
Helps me pass the time.
Got some new friends now
But every night I cry until I’m blind.
Just got out of prison,
People say I have no hope left.
I still scream at night, thinking about yo
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