He walked away starting to feel better. Now a lonely person, after all the cuts starting to heal. Moved on with no regret gaining back self respect. Clearing his mind of doubt, stayed away from the chaos back on track.
The dream that plays in the back of the mind. Staying sober cut off old intoxicated chums.
He had no common interest other than being alcohol fueled. Relationships over friendships couldn't get any of them right