once again i find the solution to my problems at the bottom of a liquor bottle.
like i could drink them away.
but, until i find a better way, this is gonna have to stay.
and there's no way you can help.
considering you're the reason that i often find myself in this state.
and i thank you.
this misery has taught me a valuable lesson.
im worth more dead than alive.
most likely anyways
Eric Markisen
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-bloody-hole-that-now-resides-where-my-heart-used-to-be/