Empty Bottle

An empty bottle. Loads of those. Hangovers. Sleep overs. Funk drunk nights. Mornings. Days. Days after. One after another. No drinks. No big deals. No news. Some bills. Maybe a discount. Nothing really matters. I don't fucking care. Switch off the lights. Turn on the music. Dance. Cry. Try.

Have a moment. Talk to me. Where are you? Mayton Street number 6. Flat A. Black and white sheets. No patience. A glass of beer. In need of something. Anything. Everything. Or not. Or not. Or not.

Feel the blue. Listen to Blues. Dark room. Relentlessness mind. Soul. So what?

No guitar, no inspiration, no expectations. No toasts, no memories, no imagination. An empty bottle. A bloody empty bottle. No hangovers. No sleep overs. No funk drunk nights. A week or two. Not even goodbyes. An empty bottle. A bottle with no soul. So...

Sat Nam ;)

I should

I should study

I should sleep

I should exercise

I should concentrate

I should be heathy

I should drink less

I should write more

I should read 2 newspapers a day

I should go home

I should stop right now

I should be proud of myself

I should be grateful

I should work harder

I should be more careful

I should not cry

I should not lie

I should not have so much expectations

I should not wait

I should not fake

I should not try to make myself clear

I should save money

I should get married

I should have a nice car

I should have someone to wake up with

I should have a pension fund

I should grow up

Yeah, I should and I would if I could.