Tony Bush Poet Verse

The Loneliest Night of the Year

As the lights die down in this old town
I sit and sip my beer;
Self-consciously I wear a frown
On the loneliest night of the year.

The revelry spills over distant hills
As the midnight hour looms;
Resignedly I raise my glass
To toast the lovelorn tombs.

For the buried days of all her ways
Seem to animate in my head;
Despondently I plead them live
And come back from the dead.

The sweetest face I cannot replace
With an ocean of spirits and wine;
Convulsed with tears, I taste her mouth
And grieve for she was mine.

Acting tough is never enough
And neither is alcohol;
Unfulfilled I fall to bits
For she who meant it all.

I sit and stare at an empty chair
And find that I believe
In self-destructive self-pity
On this coldest New Year’s Eve.

The fire goes out and I fully doubt
That the passing of a year
Might signify some bright new hope
For love and life and cheer.

I will drink some more then hug the floor
With nothing else to do;
For nothing is all I have become,
Nothing without you…

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