Red Ribbons

Red ribbons float away. Reminders of my youth

The ashes from my wasted time spread before me like broken glass

Drunken roads leave treadmarks as they rise to hit my swollen head

In your eyes I have failed again

The bottle. Evidence of my dearest friend

Sore heads argue for refrain but the pain’s too much to take

Swimming in the depths of another stupor, I think of you

Closed eyes. I beg for it all to be over



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