Not Getting drunk

You are not getting drunk, dramatising yourself on your street

as life is getting ugly, keep pretty for a change

 

You will notice the windows, behind a closed door

and the scenery beyond

Let the door shut

let go

Let your vision return

You were not blind

You were blocked

 

You are not waiting tonight

prolonged nights may be, spent for yourself instead

 

Short lived is wining, so is losing

Marriage can be heaven, marriage can be prison

love,  is air

You feel it when you are losing it, you kick, you struggle,

you hate to see what you have become

 

Love is flawless, if free, is fair,

let go!

Let go the one with no love left, for you

 

Not tonight, no more any night

 

Written in memory of three broken marriages of siblings, same year

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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