A Night in...

Let it be said you left him instead,
Got drunk for a bunk
Strung in some other's bed.
No tears were shed just two friends in a set,
The three became two and the one is all wet.
Just don't fret.

To be left with no home to return,
Arguments leave pages burned,
Lies once told had severed the fold.
No one knows all was given,
For a place to call my own,
Lonely and thrown,
Friends were out but the phone was cold.
No tears were shed just two friends in a set,
The three became two and the one is all wet.
Just don't fret.

Drink into a stupor and forget
That this week was a hassle and sit and fidget.
No one will ask,
Don't expect such a task,
Just drag you feet on,
Forever forward to the greener grass.
No tears were shed just two friends in a set,
The three became two and the one is all wet.

Reviews

[Fire Mage Andrea]

A moving poem which speaks of a relationship that has floundered, or so I think anyway.
"Just drag you feet on" - should be "your".