Beer bottles on the floor
Laying in bed he's dead to the world
Cig after cig he smokes away
He just wants to numb the pain
Tears dried up on his cheeks
He finds some peace when he's asleep
He thinks of dying, but it's just a thought
He probably won't go through with it at all
He's lonely and wants someone to be with
But last time he loved he was left brokenhearted
He needs a friend, just someone to talk to
But he doesn't trust so what can he do
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UNSPOKEN
PoetryUnspoken is a book filled with poems and songs I've made throughout my life. Each chapter will be either a song or poem. They are similar to what many of you have experienced in life... featuring love, heartbreak, loneliness, etc. These are all the...
