Dancing in Bars

Dancing in bars,
And showing off scars,
Of a thousand shattered dreams.
Lost in the mist,
Of an alcohol bliss,
I so seldom seem to achieve.

Where everyone’s friends,
And no one offends,
‘Cause they’re all lost in the mist.
You’re by my side,
On this carnival ride,
We can’t keep meeting like this.

The world’s spinning ’round,
To the tune of a sound,
That is trapped between hope and blind faith.
I’m wondering how,
And pondering now,
If that past has all just been a waste.

‘Cause I’m
Dancing in bars,
And showing off scars,
Of a thousand shattered dreams…

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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