Left Behind

I hate you mirror
What can I say?
You show me this face
That I hate everyday

The car speeds with haste
The vodka lost its taste
We spilled every last drink
To our stomachs, that crave

I still hate my phone
In my reflection I can see
Every single contact
Never contacts me

The sunset and sun fall
The best part of my day
Al coh ol
One hand a cup
The other
Drugs rolled up
Just to sleep
I feed my need

I knew I missed the sun
But I didn't realize how much
And I knew I missed her touch
But her touch ain't what I loved

So if I were in tip top shape
I would draw out our dreamscape
"Take a look at the sky of your mind"
And I'll point out what you left behind

Me, and a memory.