i could smell the whiskey on your breath again
a faint reminder of how you've become a fallen angel
an epilogue to the once bright shining boy
someone who has now become a stranger
i watched as you stumbled into a decoy
your arms outreached to welcome something far from sobriety
"just a little something to calm my anxiety"
footsteps on cracked ice
i watch as you fall in deeper
and drown in untaken advice
words i whispered to you when the moon was high
praying maybe we could scrape by
your gentle touch turned into screaming on the at the tone
as you drunk dial me again so you aren't alone
i smell the stench of whiskey through the phone
your brand new cologne
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The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
