wordslacedwithgold™

i stared for hours on hours ..

till it hit four in the morning. 

you were gone off the top shelf 

and i was staring at rock bottom.

how was i to utter the words ..

you didn’t want to hear.

wishing suddenly i was drunk off anything,

including cheap wine.

anything to help me think ” I’m fine”

sobriety reminds me why i like being faded.

a lil’ downer to help me feel up ..

for a lil’ time. 

“face ya fears and get at me”

IG: @wordslacedwithgold