Friday, July 17

sometimes i burst through the cave wall but most of the time i just fall over

I Have a Shady Past

at midnight
on the bar patio
the group behind us

someone I didn’t know
gave a speech about how
they were still intimidating
and lovable

I finished my drink

if I was still
I was last year
I don’t know
if I would of made it here

here’s to steadfast

here’s to the end
being much different
than the beginning

1 comment:

  1. Nice poem
    It might be different but it still part of the ending what you have began.