Patiently waiting where nothing really matters
it is the end of the road to have a drink and clear up some time
in your busy schedule of cheating, lying, and stealing
fear and loyalty are essential in life--but you have neither
so you walk over miles away from your children and husband
all the things you worked so hard to obtain you’d rather wash
away with a double Tito’s and soda with a few limes squeezed fresh
Whatever reason you’re here with me serving you drinks and no one else
it’s really all I like to do.
I make another one and you finally open up about the misery you’ve endured
dealing with a man that treats you like an object
your children stress you out more and more each day
yet you love them to death but cannot cope unless you’re alone
brief periods of time by yourself and that wonderful spirit that just washes away
Small talk coded in innuendos about how badly I have to listen to NPR
podcasts that I will probably forget about after you leave.
It makes me wonder how much you enjoy talking to a clean slate
a stranger that does not know how many times you cheated
or neglected your blood for shopping and happy hours
It makes me wonder how many times a day you sit crying alone
without tears running down your cheek
It makes me wonder if the words you’re saying are really tear drops
perspiring into sounds that are covering the pain you feel each day
It makes me wonder if you need me more than anything
subtly flirting and complimenting my hair
asking about my age and if I have a girlfriend
It makes me wonder if you want to throw me down on this bar
pull down my pants and please every demon in your heart
a fantasy you always dreamed about but never acted on
like everything else in your miserable life.
This should not be your end zone. But you are incredible at making it so.
titsay
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dailybridgerton
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