Tears drip down my tired face Glass of wine sits by my side My dignity stripped from ounce Here I am in solitude

Mockery runs in my head Words of upliftment no more This rich bottle is like lead It is a big repertoire

Bloodstains on my lips of pink Busted by ferocity Memories of darkened ink Done out of grudge and petty

Drown me in glass and bottle Let my pains shatter away My heart left in a nettle Left my being in dismay