Vodka

by Morbid Mr.Russia

A short poem for Russia. His home is empty,and his only comfort is doing little to help him fight loneliness. Please Review, Danke.

You make me feel alright,when I'm depressed or in plight.

when no one wants me all they want to do is fight.

When I am left all alone, again in the gloom of my empty home.

You're all I have left, Everything I love has left me.

I tried so hard,But I'm so cold.

Inside I feel so dead,Happy moments make me cry instead.

I think back and remember such wonderful times,

I ignored all the little signs.

I wish I had been better prepared.

Now I'm just alone and scared.

I call to them,But no one answers.

Now I lie here with you feeling more alone then ever.

But I'll let you take over,All the pain can wash away.

Even if its just for tonight,Just for today.

The happy times leave my head,no more crying.

I'm dizzy And sick In Bed,So tired of this stupid little

trick.

You make me feel so warm, but our relationship is so worn.

If I lost you I fear I'd Fail to be,But I hate that I need you.

I hate that I can't leave you like so many others have done

to me.

I smile and try to make all the bad thoughts leave me too.

But its just as hard as with you.

I am prisoner in my own home,solitary and alone.

You're here with me one moment,I've had enough,

Glass shatters on a wood floor,Pieces lay at my feet,

my eyes watch the door.

I wish they would return and pull me away from this,

This repetitive bliss.

Nothing is easier to miss.