Promises, friendship and love
Are very much like water
They make us
They sustain us
We need them to survive
But for all their power
For all their terrifying force
They can still slip
So easily between our fingers
Lost and sullied
Gone
Then the thirst comes
Stealing away your soul
Devouring
Crushing
Nothing else matters
But satisfying that thirst
We drink poisen
We drink filth and sewage
Hastening our death
Or we steal from others
A drop at a time
Putting off the inevitable
For just a few more moments
But we are doomed nonetheless
And we look at last
Upon our hands
Which once held so much
And now empty
And we weep alone
Finally realizing
What we've lost

What I've lost.