{"sf1_id":558823,"sf2_id":"ZeqzoMXm","title":"My Glass Is Forever Half-Empty","author":"MorsFalce","words":147,"posted_at":"2013-07-03T12:26:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/558823-my-glass-is-forever-half-empty","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ZeqzoMXm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/46/fd/46fd706b-435a-479c-b38d-473505308519","description":"","content":"To be honest sometimes I wonder why I try\n\nall I want to do is finally break down and cry\n\nis it that I keep letting what's left of my pride get in my way\n\nor is there something else the keeps my mind stuck on that day\n\nall the alcohol in the world can't get you off of my mind\n\nit's almost as if the fabric of reality is starting to unwind\n\nwhy do I let myself get so emotionally invested\n\nthese past years have made the thought of death seem uncontested\n\nperhaps it would be best if I just forgot how to love\n\nor perhaps one day I'll receive some mercy from the heavens above\n\nevery time, I fight tooth and nail to get over my past\n\nbut just when I feel like I've one this war I'm reminded that the feeling will never last.\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}