The Buzz of Days

A lover from the old world trying to live in the new world and drowned himself away in a concoction of alcohol and drugs

In Key West sunlight, laughter weaves, 

A tapestry of vibrant dreams that never leaves, 

Drunk on the nectar of careless schemes, 

Living in echoes of reckless hopes and shattered dreams. 

A creature of love, I danced on the edge, 

Gave my heart freely, walked each fragile ledge. 

With every warm smile, a piece I would share, 

Pouring affection like waves through the air. 

Yet beneath the facade of infinite delight, 

Lies a heart grown weary, seeking shelter from night. 

In a world of sweet lust, where shadows reside, 

The lover fades slowly, no warmth to confide. 

I mingle in crowds, each voice a ghost’s trace, 

And though they see light, none know of my grace. 

They raise a glass high, to a life full of fun, 

But in silence, I wonder "when will I be done? 

Where's the soul in the shuffle of muted praise? 

When did life’s symphonies drown in the haze? 

Much like a book unread, alone on a shelf, 

I mask my own longing, lost in myself. 

As seasons sweep past, and days blend to grey, 

I grasp for the moments that drift far away. 

With every sweet memory, the ache lingers near, 

A love that was vibrant now cloaked in fear. 

So here I will party, in rhythm and rhyme, 

Dance with the shadows, lose track of the time. 

But deep in my heart, where the longing accedes, 

Lies a whisper of hope, for true love still bleeds.