Shut are my indented eyes
Tears effortlessly creep down my face
I take another straight shot of bourbon
As my head begins to race
The cigarette is as yet smoldering
Furthermore, the sweet smoke tickles my nose
My body is going numb
I can no more feel my toes
I can see my dark mascara tears
As they fall onto my bosom
There are scratches and dried blood
Really purple wounds improve my midsection
My red lipstick spread
Furthermore, hair loaded with bunches
I push more pills in my mouth
Pursuing it with three more shots
My body is past broken
My psyche totally lost
A class with a cost
Myself an extravagant expense
He was excessively solid and substantial
I couldn't get him off top
With his hand over my mouth
I continued shouting stop
His icy eyes simply watched me
As I contended energetically and cried
He pounded my spirit again and again
As he thrust more profound inside
The world gradually went dull
From the battling and agony
I woke up ridiculous and filthy
From the sound of the downpour
Presently the container is vacant
Also, the room in twists
I put the razor to my wrist
Also, wear it over my skin
The blood paints the floor
Everything is backing off
The obscurity is back once more
Also, it's currently all around
The cigarette still blazes
As the smoke does an extraordinary move
It moves so moderate and elegant
Placing me in a daze
There's a vacant bourbon bottle
A cigarette blazing and a note
The blood is shading the white paper red
Where "I'm Sorry," is faintly composed
I feebly grin as I gaze
At the broken body I simply got away
Without a doubt an extravagant expense
At the cost of the assault.