Posted by When tragic looked my way wanting
Desperate, she numbed her lonely fears
Drinking up her fantasy of life re-lived
Her glass well-past already empty
Drained through decades dreaming dead if-onlies
Intoxicants imagined never healed in night’s brief relief
Depression’s spirits brewed their poisons daily with her tears
I look softly vainly now to offer cheer
My neighbour’s tragic wanting turned away.