Swish of the glass I’m holding in my hand

The colors fade from red and blue to black

One of those lost stories never told by a friend

Heartbreak is real no matter

What really caused the attack

I mean, I’m not in solitary confinement

But if you try to come up to me

No guarantee I’ll be silent

It’s been a few days, it’s been a few months

You’d think I’d miss that feeling

Truly wanting to be loved

Pretty eye-opening no potion brewing wizardry

I made the cut of the forgotten souls in a pub

And one day my beard will match my hair

Still writing poetry but I’m like Poe I become more violent

And it’ll come with ease, these small insecurities

Fading away as I will with maturity

Looking back

At all my shenanigans

Heart to heart

I’d go back to relive them

Take a few seconds longer to

Appreciate the moment

Fade to black