Perched On the Edge of a Precipice

Our wall clock chimes midnight You’re still frolicking away from home I cry rivers of tears in the wee hours of the night As dreams we once shared away they roam Far, far, far away to a distant abyss Catalyzed and cannibalized by a heart of rock That feels nothing of the feelings I miss Cos you’ve found a new chick on the block To steer our vision away From the home where you once sought and brought peace As you and I from altercations away we did stray and stay Praying to God as our succor and comfort source Now, distant from those heady days We cruise and hurtle at high celerity to the edge of the precipice Where ought to find ways To escape despite the chink and crease Your escapades have lumped on us To tear our hopes, our dreams With neither cuss nor fuss for the onus You’ve dumped into reckless despair streams I beg you to reconsider The stance you’ve taken Because of a few drops of cider That have us mistaken and broken Unless, God forbid In the worst of circumstances You should persist in the sordid and putrid Path to cling to noxious acquaintances With deleterious consequences To the future you and I share Despite chasm and distance sequences You’ve created without for us any spare care.