Darkness Poem by Kevin East

Dressed in your scars
You sit in dark bars
Only lit by cigars
And false smile.
Your dungeon
Without standing trial.
You drink to her memory in style.
And as the Brandy kicks in
You allow a wry grin
For the joy
That you only stole.
As she dances
In the darkness of your soul.
And as you find
The lost eyes of an alcoholic
You'll bear the lies
And drunken promise that he preaches.
You realise that now your life
Is just shambolic.
To feel again
Lessons of pain
This sweet life teaches.
You're on the edge
You walk the ledge
To a silent drum roll.
As she dances
In the darkness of your soul.