You drown yourself in drink, drown
yourself in Others just to
forget the taste of her skin and
the smell of her on your pillow.
She’s with you every time you
look in the mirror and
every time you close your eyes;
her voice rings in your ears
the dead of night when you’re alone;
she’s always there when you sleep and
always gone when you wake.
She’s gone and there’s
nothing you can do.
It’s not a dream, it’s r e a l .