Drown My Sorrows In Many Empty Bottles Poem by Peter Salgado

Broken heart
A Lost love
Death in ones life
or all the above
makes all feel lower then life
shattered to peices but glue with strife
seems no way to forget these pains
all has done, but ends up the same
so then we all usualy see
our grieved image in the bottom of the sea
Raise up our glass and smile with friends
forget about love, friendship never ends
but when the glass raises and you take the gulp
you see yourself bitter as salt
Thus we seem to think our way
that liqure and wine can drown our sorrow away
only to forget, at least one night
but to remember in the morning our unfixed life
but back again to the same empty bottle
taking home what we think is a model
just to do the same as before
till we fix it, or die a little more