Late night truths

Tomorrow I️ will be older still

And I️ will forget the epiphanies of tonight

The rushed, half choked promises I️ gave myself

Will all melt away in the harsh light

Of the sober morning and once again

What matters most will be out of sight

I️ owe it to myself to remember

What is left and what is right

Perhaps one morning I’ll recollect

The honestly of the dead of night