tonight
is a nightmare.
i am awake,
and i am drunk,
and i was at a bar,
with many beautiful girls,
but i could not
speak to
the beautiful girl
that was placed in my
sight,
and i could not
speak to
the beautiful girl
i have placed in my
sight,
and instead
i return home
to an empty bed
and think
of an a
and a j
and an r
and an h
and more
and feel regret
and remorse
and wish
that longing
was a feeling
i was not acquainted with.
and suddenly
i wish to return
to that stupid
cold,
lonesome
bed
i have grown all too
accustomed to.
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