Poem -
A Round With Truth
Solitary me
alone in a crowded bar...
Contemplating the meaning of life
beneath flickering neon lights..
Onward drags the night..
Alcohol fueled delusions..
Reality now a mocking illusion..
Truth drops in and proclaims
it has no use for me..
so I am through seeking out that fraud ..
We mutually conclude that life has no meaning
as we pour each other drinks to mutually forget..
I just pray there is a morning again
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I love this because I think so many of us can reflect on these words and empathise with the feeling they bring. It feels like we have all slipped into a new dimension these days. Where nothing makes sense. A good write
Thanks for the kind words