Me, Myself and My Glass

As i sit here,

With my glass.

I wonder of the day that just passed.

There's so much to say,

There's so much to talk,

There's so much to feel,

It's all too dark.

Not a word exchanged, not a feeling escaped.

Not a moment passed by, not a sign of a cry.

As i sit here,

With my glass,

I wonder about the day that just passed.

I look myself in the eye

But i still cant see

I stare at my emotions, which i cant flee

I shrug my being, left behind

I rattle my head, all i have is an empty mind.

And as i sit here with my glass

It calls my name

The only thing that called for me....what a shame!

It screamed out loud to fill it up

I smiled back, cuz another would be a bottoms up :)