The Bottle

The distance grows

Time apart seems like death


Knowing that the space will spread

Until the gap becomes a black hole

distant 5

Feeling as though the tunnel is too long

Too far

To reach you

distant 6

Yelling out your name

An echo my only answer

distant 2

Throwing out a lifeline

Filled with love

And hope

Begging you to grab it

In order to save you from

Your lonely solitude of depression and despair

distant 3

But the bottle

Battles me each day

Taking you further and further into the blackness

distant 4

I don’t know how long I can hold on

Without eventually following you into the abyss

In order to be with you

If it’s the only way to hold you.

distant 7



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