Addicted

She was too much for me to let go
There's a reason they're called secrets
Pills, gone
Watch the dreams unfold as your nightmares
Crawl into reality
I slowly turn her hand over
Full bottles, empty stomachs
Ashes blowing through the wind
Monsters
Sharp blades but slippery reasons
Dream
Too drunk
Breath in nightmares
When the fire burns the past into existence