Like a big wave in the distance,
Violent, angry, threatening is what you see,
All that fear, panic, and of what approaches
and what’s to be.
Then, it happens.
I finally get it, thank God,
and I start again with no fear.
This was me when I woke each morning while drinking
til I got my first beer.
Like a raindrop exploding on the ground
and each drop landing where it can,
I went in every direction to find a place to be — alone, the only man.
Me, like that raindrop, fading into obscurity, slowly, surely,
That raindrop now gone forever, like I would be,
every day, I would fear.
Like a large tree on a winter’s day, with so many stories to tell,
Bare, cold, rough, no beauty to see,
Living by its roots deep in Hell.
Darkness approaches, so tired, so drunk,
Now, a restless sleep in a lonely bed,
Now, day over, and thinking of getting your next drink
is the only thought in your head.
June 28, 2017