What’s the worst that can happen?

What’s the worst that can happen?
I find myself alone on New Year’s Eve
Crying into a bag of chips
What’s the worst that can happen?
I die alone with no man by my side

But is that so bad?
At least I can walk down the streets
without bombs raining down on me
At least I can walk peacefully down there

What’s the worst that can happen?
I feel restless with nobody to turn to
because I’ve used up
all my need passes for the day
and I just have to stay with – ME

As agonising as that may be,
to sit and reflect on my life
and all the times I have fucked up
and contributed to my circumstances,
maybe if I dig deep enough
I can find some love in there
for myself, somewhere – maybe…

Am I the only one that doesn’t have
a bottomless pit of really close friends?
I can’t be the only one
who hasn’t got it all sorted
everyone else on Facebook looks like they do
so why don’t I? What’s wrong with me?

Home on a Saturday night,
with myself and a bag of potato chips
wondering if it is just me
or if this is all just being human…

2016-12-21T19:42:39+00:00 December 21st, 2016|Poems (R rated)|0 Comments