Out to Lunch

brocken stars

Out to lunch


Sitting on a nondescript wall in unknown town

It’s a long way up, so God help me I can’t go down

Been on the slide for many a year

Somehow stopped the rot

There is nowhere to hide in the corners of my mind

I don’t want to be the man that time has forgot


Ducking the sucker punch

Breathing through my teeth

Then I am out for lunch

Simple scratch reveals all I believe

Looking at broken stars for some kind of reprieve


Passers-by see the truth

Like children no understanding why we must die

Older but no wiser

Playing cards with a fool

Weak crumble, Hunger wins

Good die young; tell me it’s not cruel


Out for lunch

Sucker punch

I believe

Look for some kind of reprieved.






About darkersideoflight

Hi welcome to my world, I just noticed i have been writing here since 2011. You probably stumbled across me one way or another. I have been writing since the age of sixteen and soon I will be 49. I call my words poetry but i see the words as potential lyric to a song and one day when I have the time and money this is a road i will follow but till then I will be here. Please feel free to contact me if you are a musician or a band looking for a song writer and you feel you could work with me thank you and have good time where ever you may be.
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