Monday, January 4

Fright Night

The night arrives with patience

I´m sitting near the fire

Friendly faces surrounds me

Talking heads around a soft light

Give me some of that, I say.

With Ice?

Whatever makes it bearable

A burning desire travels through my throat

My mind is at ease now

I´m trying to find you

I smile

Everything is ok

You sure?

------------ I lied ------------

The alcohol won´t forgive my sorrow

Go to sleep my dear human

You´re not ready yet.

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