Selfless

As I sit on a bench I drink my drink.

Beams of sun rain down on the cold stone pavement,

Warming the dry, frosty air.

Lighting the dense, empty streets.

I yawn, my self fails from lack of sleep.

It is my fault, I tried to write, but did not know what He meant.

Cutting that young, strong boy premature.

A true adult when the heart no longer beats.

Mom and Dad say grow up now,

Get a job to pay the bills and marry and give us grandkids.

Stop playing with dumb, old toys.

Think about your future.

I drink my drink and think how

I am a failure, intentionally, but through nothing i did

Or did not, as certain focus drowns out noise,

But sweet simple the music that plays