Come Back Fears

I take a drag and I run back years
But I wont brag I’ve come back fears
I remember this place in my younger years
Emptied many a case with a hunger for beers.

We were young then
Young men
Young friends
Who loved weekends.

Like a million more like us
Filling all the nightclubs
Just playing our part in the cycle
And that part of my life seemed vital.

Style of life, not recommended
Filed and typed, now it has ended
Not in denial, won’t try and defend it
But I have to smile, some nights were splendid.

© Daniel Breslin