I look up and see a bottle its contents now long,
gone I look around and see that I'm all alone,
My friends long sense left,
Yet The bottle still sits there staring at me,
Waiting for me to realize that I drank it ,
I stare back trying to remember what came before,
A strange blur stands before me , framilure ,
The figure seems to turn and leave,
Sadness rushes over me I realise that it saddens me to see that framilure blur leave,
Through this sadness the image clears oh so faintly,
I see my love leave and all that's left is the bottle and beyond that,
Another untouched ,unopened ,un-drunken....................,
A fresh way to end the sadness yet............
Later it creates more .
gone I look around and see that I'm all alone,
My friends long sense left,
Yet The bottle still sits there staring at me,
Waiting for me to realize that I drank it ,
I stare back trying to remember what came before,
A strange blur stands before me , framilure ,
The figure seems to turn and leave,
Sadness rushes over me I realise that it saddens me to see that framilure blur leave,
Through this sadness the image clears oh so faintly,
I see my love leave and all that's left is the bottle and beyond that,
Another untouched ,unopened ,un-drunken....................,
A fresh way to end the sadness yet............
Later it creates more .
