The loneliness of night
Something only the bottle or a body can soothe
Each stroking you softly to sleep.
To go without either is a terrible sensation as the dark of night can confront you with all those
deserted dreams you have placed in the furthest reaches of your mind.
The worst are the early hours, just before sunrise,
When the only souls you meet are also lost,
But at least, heading somewhere.
A warm home with loved ones maybe?
While you continue to wander,
Aimless
Meaningless
Returning to solitude, those dreaded dreams,
But at least,
A bottle.