Photo Keith M.

Drunk Love

Hungover disgust -

For life.

Self-pity.

I feel every ounce of pain

Misunderstanding -

Emotional redirection

Words sting, memories even harder.

Born into a spectrum of scars

Pain numbing liquid fuel burns all away -

So nice, so right, yet by morning light

I am still here in this changing world

One I helped to create, my mistakes.

I shall blink.

All will explode.

Free will -

A world was gone.

Hearts and souls bid adieu.

To Life.

Once passed by the wayside -

I stop.

I get in.

Nothing to lose.

Except myself.