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Kris Fireheart
Poems
Dec 2019
Home, All Alone
It's Saturday night,
There's people out dancing.
There's people out drinking,
But here I am sitting
At home all alone.
Is that even right?
I mean, what am I thinking,
Just sitting here and shrinking,
Not taking my eyes off
The screen of my phone?
My friends haven't called me,
To drag me to parties,
Or some crazy dive bar,
With two dollar drinks.
It's these kinds of weekends
That make me feel sorry:
I guess I'm just too gone
To party with, me.
But sometimes I hear it,
A knock at my window,
And i know that they
haven't forgotten me.
My circle is precious,
So few and so little,
But my friends are all
I've got, you see.
So when they bring me
Gifts of whiskey,
Beer and the joy of
Conversation,
I'm always the one to
Respond in kind
And usually with
Much stronger libations.
I'm lonely tonight.
#lonely
#poem
#alone
#friends
#party
#missing
#people
#ignored
Written by
Kris Fireheart
33/M/Houston, Texas
(33/M/Houston, Texas)
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