Seduced By Lonely Nights

Written after a drunk night dancing out at star bar at a destination unknown event

10/26/25

My reason for these nightly excursions like many of my ilk is to be found.
More than being found to be claimed by another's permission.
I fantasize that if I don’t leave they will be taken.
The scarcity that creates dominated my internal debate.
Was I born in the wrong time this Generation of Zed
A epoch only of fears of being hurt leading to foolish abandonment
I say this knowing my destiny is laced to this impassioned fate.
Yet my delusion persist and I can’t resist that maybe they are out here like me.
That another longs like me to be loved to be taken in a rapture .
A bond that will free us from this status of woes.
Yet when the signs show and they speak through explicit glares and directed bodily movements.
I run away inside and the fear overcomes me and holds me back from speaking.
A coward in the twilight scared to be seen to be exposed and defiled even more than I do to myself.
Yet I persist in coming to these fruitless balls knowing inside my satiations will continue, That I am but another in a long line of ill begotten men who die alone never truly having his dream fulfilled; To be seen, cherished, and loved by another unconditionally.