No False Expectation

Sitting in the dark, drunk again
Writing words known only to me
There is no desire to see another day
But I am too weak to set my soul free

I have never been nothing to no one
I have no false expectation
I am a ghost, I am the wind
The mirror wonít even show my reflection

If I hurt myself and no one ever knows
Is it even considered pain
I have made myself numb to everything
So you can never rape my feelings again

I know that I will always bleed
I have no false expectation
I wear the scars
  † from the battles Iíve waged
I no longer have any feelings or sensation

So I kill myself a little each day
And Iíve stopped wondering why
No one will know, no one will care
On the fateful day that I die

I know that I will be forgotten
I have no false expectation
No angels ever fought for me
My only hope, in death, is to find salvation
Written by dark_horizons
Author's Note
Wondered about what kind of lives hard core alcoholics might live. Made a story about one possibility.
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