Drown the pain

One drink more opened the gate into the self induced trance. Oh, how I wish my head stop buzzing. Another sip takes away the bitter taste in the back of the mouth. So many words left unsaid, so many words wish I didn't hear. Light one cigarette, the last one. Focused only in inhaling the smoke, it doesn't heal the wounds, but it keeps me away from feeling the hot pain. Drink a bit more, realize I almost drank half a bottle, just to drown the pain. Shit-faced but still unable to dig up all the memories in the back of my brain. I truly love whiskey. It has been there in good times and bad times. Jack would definitively be the love of my life. Curl up in bed. Again my wishes didn't come true, I can still feel absolutely everything.