Diary scrawl

I found this scrawled in an old diary, it was written when I was drunk!

'My emotions are like icebergs upon my face,
You can only see a small reflection,
of the effects you have made deep within me.
Beneath the surface,
In the cavernous wastes,
Lie the broken shards of my once whole soul.
Floating free like vultures,
That were created by the words you said.'

AND THAT LADIES AND GENTLEMEN IS WHY I DON'T DRINK ANYMORE.
(who needs that in their life).