drunk on self-loathing
I stumble into me
sadness regret
born in a motel room 
at 2 in the morning
the stone walls rang
as i wrung tears
the result of foolishness
and trashing my most precious possetion
trust
at a distance
a rare thought
senselessly thrown
to a bed
for a release
why did I ruin her
instead of writing a letter?