I never thought about fucking to fill the void and take the pain away
Empty nights of suffering I’d put my lips to the bottle and drink another one away
Smoke a little to remove the edge throughout my days
As long as you were healing I knew my heart would manage
I would crumble knowing you were suffering when I eventually would pull through after the destruction of us
Only you could fill the void and remove the pain of then, but I’ll be okay
J. Saunders
