Pour

Pour me another.
The bar keep stared.
Wind blew through cracks.
A dive.
A wretched hole where
memories are drank away.
She left.
I have no where to stay.
My heart shattered
like a mirror reflecting on the past.
Pour just one more.
Gone I will be.

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Love and tagged .

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s