The guards didn't let me in to your fucking birthday party in the snobby club, my fake friend

in poetry •  8 years ago 

A grown man
crying
walking back home on a Saturday night
hitting the wall of loneliness
of indifference
of heartbreak

One
Two
Three or four beers too many

All those happy faces
All that drive to fuck and have a good time
A joy denied to him
The weeping loner

November two thousand and thirteen
Fuck you

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