“After the first glass, you see things as you wish they were.
After the second, you see things as they are not.
Finally, you see things as they really are,
which is the most horrible thing in the world.”
I saw everyone with me
Literally WITH me
We were an unit
We were one
Everything was fine
Everyone was happy
All the music was perfect
The mood was set
I swear we never fell and never would
It was home
I saw the road as a long stretch
A couple of the people were left behind
But we trudged along
It was a little chilly
Not my favorite weather
The destination had a long line to enter
We climbed
Met some people on the way
New and old
But we got in
And it was worth it
It was real
I saw confrontation
I saw injustice
I was a mediator but it wasn't enough
Hands grabbed me and the floor was cold
All alone
I didn't fight back
They struck me
I spilled blood
And in a world where I thought it was best to get up when knocked down
I found I was wrong
More blood
More fists
Heavier lights
All shining on me so everyone could see what happens to the proud
The right
The innocent
We lose.
It was honest
Later Days
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