Lessons

Lessons.

Years and years over, gone.

The once sweet taste, now stings bitter from the regret of my clear and sober vision.

With countless paths open before me,

I reflect and revisit the failures..

Liars,

Nymphomaniacs,

Alcoholics,

Self-righteous religious types,

Crude and vulgar shadows,

Temptresses,

Acceptance seeking vultures,

Immature privileged leeches,

Life draining succubi,

And mannequins parading as if they hade a soul.

There is a fire burning inside of me.

Though (for now) there is a lack of kindling,

It refuses to dim.

Old as I am,

I am confident that this light still has the potential to burn brighter than a star.

Walk with me, and feed the furnace with this love.

Forever and always,

I will be true.