The Four Am Esoteric Emotions


The emotions you left me with were bittersweet,
I washed your love down with vodka at 4:00 a.m.
I couldn't part from you,
for you took up every last bit of my thoughts,
you were the blood that ran through my cracked, crystallized veins,
and you had inscribed your breathing patterns into my mind.
The drunken words were my sober thoughts,
and I was waging wars against myself,
trying, but failing, to defy gravity..
It was inevitable, and I knew it.
You were meant to let me go..
and when you did,
I was left falling through the never ending void that is you.

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