public places

A slippery glass
a smash that screams
the hand held tight
what once was real
all that's left
is a broken deal.
The lessons learned
the pain expressed
now its over
and I lay to rest,
alone in a world
of slippery people,
fall away from me
burn down your steeple
I walk over the mess
that is this place
I set sail today
Truth, and nothing less
on the open sea.