Drowning in sullen thoughts corrupted by tears,
Now is the time to relay my deathly fears.
Empty noose in the barn's teak wood rafter,
Calling for her, live in forever after.
Broken down Chevy in the brothers garage,
It will barely start and merely seethe the mirage,
As the poison licks at her lip,
And her eyes start to slip.
The bottle sits half full,
Or half empty, depending.
One little drop will secure for her, a bitter sweet ending.
She plants her feet and watches blood pour,
Keeps her mind distracted, as it sifts to the floor.
The warm water is caressing,
And we hope they're all detesting,
The thoughts she shared and life she led,
As she wanders slowly back to bed.
Now she has seen through this, seen the fight,
She lies in bed but another night,
Tomorrow she hopes she sees the light.