Fallout

David Stone

Wake up yawning
in the morning,
wonder where you are
wonder if you’re all there
some part of you is missing

you feel you’re
only guessing who you are
your soul is bare,
you remember your name
you can’t recall her name
don’t know where she went
you feel the pains hellsent

your throat is dry
and you wonder why
you can’t follow
where your money goes
she took it all
you had your ball
you can’t forget
you can only regret
the money you spent
the woman who went

say it’s another day
find another way
to get by
to get high
she has gone
and you’re alone,
yawning the morning away