Bottle Me Empty - Poem by Isaak DeMaio
This road seems endless,
these steps feel empty,
anyway you look at it,
together they were happy.
We found each other,
at one point in life,
but the bottom of this bottle,
feels like the happiness wasn't quite right.
Awake to realization,
how different she used to be,
these walls are like cookies,
they crumble until she is on her knees.
Emptiness fills the time,
you give it a name,
each minute her heart dies inside,
she wishes that you could have felt the same way.
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