Monday, August 31, 2009

Walking away


I thought I was free, but the he captured me again.


The sneaky bastard came in from the side.

Waving the, “you deserve me sign”.

I was drinking - temptation was heightened.

There was no one around to so I walked up the road to find him.

He was sitting behind the counter of the alcohol store with the dodgy Chinese man.

I felt vindicated at the time but in the morning he was sitting out on the kitchen table.

Laughing at me, I knew he would be one of those friends whose overnight turned into a few weeks.

I had to get rid of him but how?

In a bin I left him and walked off regretfully.

I think about him sometimes but am happier without him.

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