You look at life from the inside of your bottle
How must I have looked?
A blurry picture of what might be
As you slowly drown in your bottle
You called out to me from inside
The sound echoing in my head
I was but a sinking raft for you
Full of holes
What must have you been thinking?
As you started to go under again
I thought she was the one brought to save me
But I failed you
I wasn’t strong enough to get us both out
So I left you there
Treading
Getting tired
Going under
You alone
In your bottle
That you would have
That you could have
Never given up for me
