sin city

late night,full moon, standing  by my window, lost in the snow flakes faling quietly on sin city.

brighter than ever on this Christmas eve,all the colorful lights stand out individually. drinking tea while feeling lonely, because Tyrone is gone. burning bush ,Bright green sweater ,wool socks ,still i feel so cold, i am getting old 41 years of age, no kids no man, only gossiping girlfriends. I am a therapist i help my clients make positive changes,while my life is a mess, this close to being an alcoholic or maybe i am already, i dont know you be the judge, I drink a bottle every night so i can sleep right.....to be continued