Poison in my
blood,
Drugs in my veins.
My senses too slow,
To beg you not go.
How stupid could I be?
To be so blind I couldn't see.
You were just trying to help me.
When I was passed out in the bedroom.
You'd sit there and hold me until I woke up.
Vodka spilled out of my cup.
Fragile.
Vulnerable.
Lost.
Hopeless.
You were there.
But, I didn't care.
Now I wish you could see,
How much better I am.
Sober and Clean.
But now its my turn to find you,
Passed out in the bathroom on the floor.
You hit your head against the door.
Now its my poison in your blood.
Now its my past in your veins.
I pick up your head and sit it in my lap.
A sop escapes me.
But, something's wrong...
Your lips are blue.
Black dress and flowers was all else you knew.
I can't help but feel like I killed you...
It was all my fault.
Its true.
All of it.
My actions are what killed you.
But, you understand how I felt.
Blinded by stress.
Quick ways out.
A short high and you were down for the count.
A few shots of Vodka made you feel confident.
Why didn't you take me with you?!