tell yourself in the breaking mirror
that i will always be here
with each fight you get more mean
then the whole room turns into a scene
glasses break and blood spills
threw the hallway all you can see is pills
your angrey over nothing and drunk beyong belief
when you finally wake up your filled with grief
she's dead on the floor lying sideways
thinking about her promise to love you always
Jennifer.R carter
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gone-forever-12/
