Returning Bus

“Take your time.”

They were words I had heard a million times before

Yet this time, they stuck in my mind

Like I was stuck in a exitless revolving door 

How could they throw away everything they had 

Was a few drinks worth everyone going away 

What had I done that was so bad

I was speechless, there was nothing I could say

See I thought my world was crumbling at my feet

Just stuck trying to fix it all

I felt as if I had been torn and beat 

However, I would not let myself fall

Standing up was easier said than done

Looking into the eyes of someone I used to love

I knew that this was the end of our years of fun

I knew that this was something I could rise above

Their mind was salvageable 

But the bottle must have been more tempting than us

I knew that they did not have a clear visual

And I watched as they left on a never returning bus

What would you do if you had been there

What would have been your thoughts

What would you have done when they went to kiss your hair

But the alcohol was the only smell you caught

How could one not fall down the same path

How can one take it with a grain of salt

Well they start with a cold bath

And life feels as if it is at a permanent halt

Nobody prepares you for a moment like this

You have to get through it and hope for the best

But you’ll never be alone in the abyss 

I promise I will be there, to take some pain off your chest