Coping Under Bridges

No one suggested counting hours in case of loss

Tossed wounds from our indignant angry mouths

Prideful until loss slaps importance on shocked faces

Driving during night’s parade while suicidal

Speechless face hidden by happy masks upon arrival

Casting hopes in dumpsters while storing sad notes

Moments dimming while pain swells

Depression held down briefly room illuminated with a pungent marijuana smell

Screams silenced by beers

Only to return fiercely in later years.

 

 

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