WORN OUT MEMORIES

Years of memories blanket my mind, most of a
sweet nature, but some are the hurting kind. 
I’m an old cowboy feelin’ the weight of regret,
memories fall hard…some I can’t forget.
So I soak up the dark… and drink to ease
my pain.  Drowning Worn Out Memories,
until they surface… again.

- J.R. Eason