Onwards, ever onwards 

Bits and pieces, always bits and pieces
The vaguest taste here and there
Never the whole real love to encompass me
I grasp at straws, they turn to dust
Left alone to feel alone
The alcohol burns as it goes down
A last reminder of a date some while ago,
And another too, shorter time away
Now it’s gone – the last drop drunk
I move on; don’t care anymore
They broke the bond, my focus restored to me
Life goes on, always, indisputably so…
A small hope lives on in my fantasy world
Things are changing; new adventures await


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