Cyndaquil

the rumors flew
but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
for years and years she tried to hide the whisky on her breath

she finally drank her pain away a little at a time
but she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
until the night

she put the bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
and finally drank away his memory
life is short
but this time it was bigger than the strength she had to get up off her knees