One for the road
One for the road, that's what he said, To drown his sorrow, to mask the pain, His shoulders shragged, head bent, He wallows in pain, all while he smiles, He doesn't know what he feels, Yet it weighs him down, like an anchor, Two, three, four..... shit, he has lost count, He lifts the glass, shot by shot, He numbs his feelings, of constant agony, That he hides with a smile, As the night goes by, he finally caves, Tears flow, he sobs, Finally blacking out
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