Lonely world

Thought I'd go in to a local bar for a drink after work. It could be a nice place, but it's not. It's seen better days I hope. It's glitzy and fading but the locals don't care.

To them it's a pub, plain and simple. All that's missing is the snug. I was on such a high, full of the sun. Now, I'm full of the summer time blues.

I'm drinking my beer quickly so I can leave. If I ever become this, I'll end my days.