Where are all these people now?
the ones who made these friendship vows?
pledging to be friends
right until the end?
Friday night
enter the night life
crowded dance floors
stale cigarette smoke
over powering colognes
and myself
with the strangest need
to be left alone
Here’s a number if you care to phone
or you can ravish me at home
give a starving mutt
a well used bone
dump me to the door step
when the deed is done
with the sun coming up
and the magic has gone
Kicked to the curb
with no idea where I am
slightly perturbed
I can't go through this again
Now I can't even remember their names
all the faces blended together
everyone acts the same
Was I playing it safe?
Or are my indulgent actions too late?
Is the damage done
to this second son
left handed and branded
as strange since day one,
but I’m not the only one
have my eyes witnessed
yet another sunset?
as the months fly by
couldn't be bothered to try
Haven’t met adversity head on yet
Did they walk, did they fly
did they crawl away to die?
beneath a blanket turned shroud
with the silence in the room so deafeningly loud?
Having a good laugh between the sheets
or curled up with a favorite book,
one you couldn't put down for weeks
Am I building this up,
just to head for a fall?
Or this just another stall
staring down these walls?
It's your call,
done with it all...

mathiasthom
written 3/14/10