I woke up in the middle of the night last night and started writing. This is what I ended up with. It actually had a lot more cuss words in it but I edited it a bit though. I screened out some names too. =)
Moving On
by: Jobo Gamboa
Different faces, left and right.
Different people, day and night.
I close my eyes, there’s still some light.
This shit’s fucked up, this just ain’t right.
Lips like sugar.
Hugs so tight.
Hair colored amber.
Smiles so bright.
Mind filled with angst and fear.
“Ate! Ate! One more beer!”
Stop me please, I’m on the loose.
Fuck this shit, I downed too much booze.
Smokes and beer, still so near.
Yesterday, seems so surreal.
Bed, eyes closed, now it’s black.
It came to me, I just want you back.
Baby, I still really do like you.
And I’m not bullshitting when I say this too.
Just a phase, is what I’m going through. But,
There’s hardly anybody ‘effing like you.