Friday night
Used to bring delight,
Revelry
Now only stings
with loneliness
You, swimming
In your lover's arms
As I break.
Let it out,
They say.
Why?
It only pours down
the drain,
Rushing like doom
Dragging me further
into darkness.
Each morning
I wake to find you gone.
Pain circling,
Hungry to feast
Upon me
Again.