Sometimes the drunk makes the pain go away
The grief it swallows
Flows like water down the drain
And it makes me feel whole
And it makes it okay
All the pain that you caused
It goes far away
But sometimes it's worse
Like salt on a flame
It makes me feel darker
And I drift far away
I can't help these memories
Or troubled dreams
Nothing but dark and hollow
You make me want to scream
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Ballad of an over thinker
الشعرHealing from bad relationships in the form of words. Some might be personal but hopefully this can help someone.
