Blustery Nights

A blustery cold wind is blowing The smell of a wooded pallet burning in the winter’s dark He peels back the jagged lid of tonight’s dinner Ironically staring at a wall painting of a broken heart The Lucky Liquor sign provides a beautiful light Reflecting colors from the earlier days rain He slowly shuffles to find a dry spot While taking a shot of booze to mask the pain His bedding was pulled from an old rusty dumpster One man’s trash another man’s delight He anxiously covers his head in a makeshift bed Slowly sips… and slips off into the night As he fades into the cold night slumber Darkness provides respite from all of realities pain The harsh memories fade to dream-like whispers The devil laughs at this temporary masquerade The irreconcilable emotions of her and them Awakens with the early morning sun Hopeless feelings from selfish needs He takes another sip - to forget - all the foolish things he’s done Shaking off the nights dirt of shame and pain A prisoner in his own mind Reflecting back to that crucial moment All he left for that little white line The old heavy doors creek open The candles softly glow beneath the old oak cross He slowly bends his knees and begins to pray For all he’s done - and all he’s lost As he makes his bed for the dark night ahead The pain of hunger and regrets feel amplified by the neon light In his makeshift bed he covers his head Slowly sips - and slips into the night