I’ve got a lot of skeletons in my closet,
A lot of pain and I try to hide it.
There’s another side of me,
That I can’t stand to see.
I’m strung out on the floor tonight,
Searching for the girl from a better life.
Have you seen where she went ?
After all the whiskey and the sin.
When will she come back to me?
Will she show with an apology?

This poem was written/submitted by Courtney Vines.