All Alone

He sits alone in a casino
Mixing tears with drinks
To fuel the rage in his heart
So many are just like him
Anxiety paces in his mind
His heart is filled with hate
Tears of fire pour out his eyes
There is no imagery that,
Can describe the pain he felt
So he drowns his pain with vodka;
Sitting all alone in that casino 
As the world carries on
Without him or those like him
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Nibert Avatar
October 7, 2016 at 10:41 AM
but why is he sitting so alone? good soup.
Farmer Avatar
October 7, 2016 at 11:07 PM
Because the world is no place for him or those like him.
Dambani Avatar
October 7, 2016 at 5:52 AM
Nice imagery
Farmer Avatar
October 7, 2016 at 10:06 AM
Thank You Deborah.
Wolf Avatar
October 7, 2016 at 3:57 AM
Well penned my friend, did you know they have a secret suicide door in the toilets? It's that common apparently. A mate did the tiles for one and told me this.
Farmer Avatar
October 7, 2016 at 10:07 AM
Oh yes, quite sad how those things happen.
Gupta Avatar
October 7, 2016 at 3:42 AM
Liked the image 'anxiety paces in his mind' ...
Farmer Avatar
October 7, 2016 at 10:06 AM
Thank You Probir.
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