(Trigger warning: attempted suicide. – Owen)
The lights in that apartment
Turned every night
Into a lonely night
There were also other lights:
Neon lights a block away,
Where drunken men and women
We’re getting together at the bars
Or on the dance floors
50 yards from them,
65 yards from the ocean,
I discovered:
No matter how much
Companies individually wrapped
Sleeping pills
I could still swallow all of them
(Those were dark times for me. – Owen)
Beautiful and bleak.
This is strong, even grim, but it’s delivered well, very well indeed.
Yes!
My best to you
john
I hope never again for you 😯
Powerful imagery
but you never chose the ocean? except to see it as a bringer of peace with longing, beautiful memories, and hope-thank God.
No words. Just gratitude for you remaining 🙏🏼