I hear my old friend calling...

Whiskey on the rocks staring at a neon sign, smiling then crying wondering what happened to my life
My reflection in the empty glass tells me to have another
It feels like a lifetime since I kissed that lipstick smile of my beautiful wife and used a tissue to wipe
I know a girl and Hanna is her name
She kisses me, her lips taste like cocaine
The clock ticks until the glove fits, I know the time is right but she wants to chase
All the colours of the rainbow are nestled away into my soul
But I am colour blind and search for beauty on my own
The dragon is blazing
Sipping whiskey wasted
Barmaid shouts last orders
I hear my old friend calling
The bible was my friend, my tool, my way to live a happy ending
The pages are instilled somewhere in my heart, the beat is still reading
I was travelling many roads with dark souls just pretending
I hope to one day conjour up the courage to conquer and keep breathing
The goodness in oneself hides
But it's the shadows that I ache
If I survive
Its not from the light
But it's from the darkness that gave
I hear my old friend calling
I here him calling...

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Comments
Wayne, i love this, especially the cocaine lips, it's like an oasis song but with more depth. Pinned it.
Wow! Thanks very much Gerard, glad you enjoyed it, thanks for the pin ?????