"Remnants of An Empty Bottle"

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Eyes wide open, my pride has fallen down,
You'll no longer find hope on this face.
No more tears, numbed by the pain,
The enemy never gives up; it never fails.
No more emotions, coped up to suffer
If only it's possible to disregard.
Ignore the anger, ignore all the cries,
It's useless to voice out what's inside.
No use to smirk, no use to smile,
Nothing is right, nothing will change.
No more loss and nothing will come
Just the same story on a different page.
When darkness falls and the heaven cries,
I laugh at myself lying dead on my grave.
Never had a life, was always dead,
I waited for that savior that never came.
Why should I care? Why to wonder?
Accept defeat and not to bother.
Never was, will never be
Just a memory of a so-called "forever".
Slipping to the floor and see my reflection,
I see a face I no longer know.
I depart from my senses,
Goodbye to this collection of sorrows.
Still alive yet a lifeless soul,
I turn to an empty bottle.
Never spilled but always filled
With hate and anger, never obvious always subtle.