a different kind of success

 
these are the nights you look in the
mirror and can't muster the strength
to lie and say everything is going
to be fine

these lines on your face

the scars on your hands

all for what

scribbling words at two in the morning
while the woman you madly love is
thousands of miles away sleeping
peacefully

do you think she dreams of you or
the guys she goes out with on the
dating site

all the years have raced by

friends come and go

mostly go and never swing back around

blood brothers

well, you have one of those left

the others found wives, successful careers

although one is a criminal that has
eluded capture

a different kind of success

graduated high school thirty damn
years ago

still trying to figure out how
to be relevant