Drunk Nights and You

 

Things we say and do, often when we are sober

Are calculated statements pre accounted for;

For societal dictates and civil conducts.

Often plastic, soulless and painted truths,

True emotions and intents buried deep

In fear of being ostracised or appearing feeble.

 

The most alive are days when we’ve been true

To oneself and to one’s emotions, inhibition less.

For one night, even under intoxication, we

Have lived the day exactly how we wanted it to be.

Often, we replay these moments in our minds

And imagine how perfect our lives could be.

 

Allowing oneself to be at the most vulnerable,

Yet reassured that ones back is target-free.

Stories we warmly recollect and share

Have all started with a ‘peg’ or two, to be fair.

  

 

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