Fallen

My eyes are glancing beyond this naked glass. Watching tatter paper ribbons fall to the ground, Bodies laying lifelessly on the land, someone mother is crying her heart, and soul out knowing that some bast**d blew her baby brain out.

Push

He is wasting his mind away trying to ease all his painful memories away, as he reaches for that heavy liquor. While his daughters sit and watch him drink his life away. His language begins to slur as his children begin to cry. As they sit and watch their father speak, the room fulfills with the smell of heavy liquor; as he does not even realizes how much liquor he has taken in.