At this time,
I should feel,
Drunk as wine,
With a sexy appeal,
Celebration it seems,
To be called for,
Only pain screams,
From my open sore,
To feel heroic,
In such loneliness,
To exploit it,
Into forgiveness,
A hard one,
To figure out,
All alone,
Full of doubt,
All may,
Come to bitter end,
Still today,
I saved a friend………
FenniganT “93”
