What You See

❝There is a before and an after, and I'm now lost in both of them.❞

There were five once.
Five kids with the same dream.
Reckless and free.
Until a trigger is pulled and the map is lost.
Then there's four.
Four kids with no gravity to hold them down.
A cigarette is lit.
Then there's three.
Three kids with no sense of belonging.
A vodka is bought.
Then there's two.
Two kids grasping on air.
A punch is thrown,
And only one is left.
One kid wondering where to go.

(NOT CURRENTLY WRITING BUT WILL COME BACK)