I tried to write my thoughts. Poems.

Shards of My Life

When the light recedes,

And dawn never seems to come.

When all has gone,

And only the buzz remains.

But when the alcohol leaves your system,

Your life turns back to Shards.

Shards,

Of a good soul no more.

Stars met sunlight,

And fire was done in by the tide.

But if it was a celebration.

Why am I still in mourning?