that night after

he sat slumped outside. oblivious to everything around. his head aspinning. as the first rays of the morning sun beat on his countenence. it happened again.

she wailed. people thought her inane. alas, they neglect that consumption of that element liberates. guilt laced. yet nobody listened. left alone. until someone came. someone who was scorned. despised. chided. for being too upfront. listened.

he sprawled over the floor. over his fermented slime. that emanated from within. at an unknown hour. in his stupor that reckons. the coming of age. one drink too many? a moment too soon?

she cried. and cursed. swore. and went berserk. tough love. hurts from an era long past. a bond with no affinity.

he. cheery. liberated. words that hurt. the truth that hurts. the truth that sets you free. wasted. over the shit hole that once was classic.

she watched on. a passerby. in silent awe. with covert fear.

they moved on. brushed this aside. a reason for cheer. a reason for everything. are not uptight. know how to have fun. have a good time and laugh after.

unappreciated. i stood by. numb. talked about. misunderstood by that mask. why?