Empty Bottles

Empty bottles

Empty bottles, empty chairs

Empty glasses everywhere,

Empty thoughts cloud my head.

Empty memories of what was said,

Empty bottles, empty cans,

Empty arms and empty hands,

Big empty space in the double bed.

Demons raging , around my head.

My world is empty, cause we’re apart.

The wine rack is empty , just like my heart,

No sign of you I’ve looked in every room ,

Impending feelings of regret and doom

I feel so empty, deep down inside,

I can’t survive without you by my side.

Can it really, be over this soon ,

This must be the worst ever , honeymoon

There’s no answer when I call your name

Empty bottles, are to blame ,

Empty bottles, are to blame,

Empty bottles, are to blame,

Not me !!

Mark Crump April 2024©️