Cubby's

At Cubby's, the neon hums/ A beacon in the night/ A place for solace/ But now a source of plight/ I stood there, a truth on my lips, unplanned/ Asked the clerk to be kind, to lend a gentler hand/ But shadows lingered/ Where light should've been/ Through masks of smiles, deceit crept in/ Their whispers turned to chains/ Forged in lies/ A verdict handed down/ Under cold, accusing skies/ I wore the blame they skillfully wove/ Falsehoods cloaked me in stories/ They strove/ Banned from the aisles/ Where I once stood/ Falsely accused, misunderstood/ No one to believe me, no.ear to hear/ The loneliness sharp/ The injustice clear/ At Cubby's, the neon hums/ As it always will/ But it's glow feels colder/ The world now still/