Whiskey Call Poem by Hannah Bradford

I said its to late
For you to come back
I love you
But I have to think of me
So its to late baby
For you to come
Running to me

The only time you want me
Is at crazy hours of the night
When we wake up the next morning
No kind words
Only angry fights

What happened to our love
Its gone like
The whiskey
I just want you to love me
Or maybe even miss me

But your to far gone
maybe of no return
That hurts the most
Knowing that all you do is shove
Away all of my love