After the Pub Crawl

The glass was half empty until he smashed it on the room divider Tequila Sunrise on the wall Shattered the pieces lay on the ground when he walked on his shards Barefoot floored surrender A bitter taste of guilt as he wretched his way to the bathroom sink Unplugged mosaic of pain The lipstick kiss lingered on the mirror but her toothbrush was gone Message from a bottle Staggered in defeat he stumbled on slurred words of another promise Twisted spluttered echoes As he rinsed his tongue with mouthwash more lies mourned his loss Prolonged rapid suicide It was the kindest thing she would ever do for the wasted drunkard Tough unrequited love 17th February 2020