Pour Me a Glass of Shadows

Pour me a glass of shadows please
Distilled and drained
From the recesses of my mind
I'll lean forward to make it easy
For you to drive the spigot in

They should run out quite nicely.
For they are many

You see here in the swirling shades
The hints of loves lost
Of friends forgotten
Of time wasted

There
At the bottom of the glass
Are the dreams
The hopes
The desires
The fantasies
All left to solidify and cool

Pour me a glass of shadows please
Hauntings and vapors
Of misplaced things
Forgotten realms where I once danced
And the sunny sides of hills
Where I forgot who I was
And who I was yet to be

I'll drink deeply of those things
Tell you I love it
Ask for more
While gagging on the acrid bitterness

I will smile and say how fun
What times we had
The days, the weeks, the years
But it will burn ice cold
As it slides down my throat

Pour me a glass of shadows please
For while they bring the tears to my eyes
And a darkness to my countenance
I am lost without them
For I am propped
Kept upright
By these lost things
Happy memories of when I was me
Instead of what I needed to become

Pour me a glass of shadows please