I started drinking early today
I missed the sunrise
And never saw you leave
I started drinking early today
The world is easy this way
Tthought becomes a memory
But I have chosen this
I thought you could fake it
I thought I should try
I thought you could want me
I think I might die
I started drinking today
My morning steps are ruined
By the emptiness
I started drinking today
Leaving a path of broken glass
And knotted hair behind
I cry to not be seen
If all of this were blackness
And all had come undone
If heart and mind were broken
By the rising of the sun
I started today
And left this word unfinished
I started today
To escape the tears and blackness
To see your face
In a shard of blood-red glass
Monday, July 19, 1993
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