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All the sleepless nights
waiting for a new day to arrive
I thought I saw you standing across the bar
but I was wrong.
The countless beers I chug down
making my friend piss himself
with laughter,
because that’s what makes the world go round.
How selfish have I become
with one, two, three more until I’m done.
Stumbling outside to my car
but no one stops me
not even the owner of the bar.
I could have wrecked, I could have been killed
such a big price for such a small thrill.
I wake up as I lay down to rest
thinking of all the time I waste.
Now I’m laughing.
Now I’m crying.
I do not know this person I’ve become.
Was it all I lie?
Only to myself, but I’ll be fine.
We play pool and share stories amongst forgotten friends.
How our lives have passed before us
and we never stopped to think
about the people we affect day in and day out.
My choices I’ve made tonight have led me here
I light up a dozen smokes
killing myself slowly through this maze I’m in.
Where do I go from here?
If only that was you across the bar.
If only that was you sharing these laughs.
But you’re missing out again
and I’m in no condition to drive.
I’m going to though
because I don’t think before my actions take place.
If only that was you across that bar.
I swear it was
but with a pitcher left
I didn’t care to find out. | | Tags: drunk, poem |
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