how it ends

It all begins with a bottle

my self destruction

how can you help those that don't even know they need it

shouldn't you ask permission before you publicly humiliate me

before you tear me down making me want to reach the bottom even faster

it's not your fault I light myself aflame

but do you have no sorrow for the pain you have caused me?

they say words don't hurt

when in reality they are the deadliest weapon of all

the secret to this

my one solace within all this suffering

having the wisdom to know

HOW IT ALL ENDS