Whiskey Empathy

The cold burn entices my throat

As the lights shine bright and the words begin to blur

The burn hits my skin as i find the courage to promote

The words i love you leave my head but all i do is slur

I never realized how hard it must be to be you trying to deal here with me

Drunk all night cuz i cant sleep with my mind

Thinking about how i lost me and my kind

Sitting here loving you like some sort of broken remedy

Trapped in this goddamn Whiskey Empathy

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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