PARTYINTHEBASEMENT

She clutched that bottle as if it were her lifeline.
A sweet, naive girl passed out on the floor
worry in our eyes.
You slurred "it's okay i can take care if her just go, please just go"
while you struggle to keep yourself from unraveling like a loose string
"sweetie wake up.." you drop your bottle.
Head slumped against the bathroom door
we're on the outside, hearing this parade of tragedy
hoping neither of you falls asleep.