Not Getting drunk

You are not getting drunk,  acting stupid on the street

When life is getting ugly, keep yourself pretty for a change

 

When a door is closed, you will notice the windows

and the scenery beyond

Let the door shut

let go

Let your vision return

You were not blind

You were blocked

 

You are not sitting up tonight, listening for car engines on the street

There may be prolonged nights,  spend them planing for your day

 

No one is forever wining, or forever losing

Marriage can be heaven, marriage can be prison

but love is air

You feel it when you are losing it, you kick and struggle, you become desperate

you hate to see what you have become

 

You will find your love back,  that you are entitled to

Yet not from him or her, let go!

Let go the one that has no love left, for you

 

Not tonight, no more any night

 

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