Lucid Drinking

As I sit here

Nursing a beer

Facing up

To the cold light of day

It is crystal clear

To me now, dear

You never loved me

Anyway

Maudlin

Perhaps I should consider

Meeting someone else instead

But I can’t help thinking

(Especially when drinking)

That I’d be better off dead

‘When you say it’s gonna happen now

Well when exactly do you mean?

See I’ve already waited too long

And all my hope is gone…’

Stumbling
home

Drunk
again

When will
I learn

Alcohol
is not

My best
friend