I got drunk at night.
Smirked at the moon,
Challenged the night sky,
For some more gloom.
Of many other things,
Defaced walls and
Stoned the mirrors
In my room.
Torn my diaries,
To amend the past.
Puked enough to
Pass to at last.
Then you invaded
My dreams.
To kill me in my
Mind.
And I woke up
With a sigh,
Feeling my thing
Between the thighs.
This story of
You and I, is a loop,
Of forgetting and
Remembering.
I manage to escape
You in the night.
Only to be caught
At the dawn.