I visted you today,
in my memmories

Your absence is sending me into self destruction

Alcoholism is a form of self medication
that most people will never understand

I hope to hate you one day

She has a broken past,
and a broken future

They look at her without seeing
they listen to her but they don't hear

Her heart has secrets you would dream of
no one looks at her close enough to realize the pain

I'm not strong enough to keep you here.. And I'm not strong enough to let you go

I will never hate myself as much as I hate you

Why do i give myself false hope?