Some nights my mind ventures out
to strange places … dark cavernous location
hidden from my consciousness, hidden from
beneath the façade I’ve learned to put on.
Some nights I’ve learned to seek the company
of bottled spirits to help me face the long lonely nights in solitude.
Someday I will learn to fly and soar above.
Inspite of my damaged wings.
Someday I will rise from the rubbles.
But for tonight, I’m in the company of my bottled friends.
Sometimes…
Over a cup of coffee 