A sense of peace

As I lay here thinking about my heart,
Something happens.
A sense of peace washes over me.
I may not be that smart,
Or even that great of a person,
But I am me, and that’s all I have to be.

I listen to Tom Petty sing,
And his talk about free falling,
And I all of the span of a flash,
Feelings that make me want to cry and laugh take wing,
And I think of you.
And I my from "joys" stash.

I then forget about you.
I forget that I was looking at what to do,
When I was trying to recover,
From these thoughts so blue,
I think I will just drink some more,
And find a willing but cautious lover.

This way I will never have to think of us.
And the lack there of.
Or waste a day in pain,
Letting my heart bleed its poisonous puss.
But never mind that, I will raise my glass,
And take another drink yet again.