252 Brighton Ave.

It all started for me in 2014
I lost my mind and left the scene for the city of the bean
I cut my tooth on Brighton Ave
Living fast and living loose until I ran out of juice
And all it’s been is a yearning for the Northeastern wind
That I never called home
Didn’t realize I fell outta love
Crammed 2 XR of the 30 ones
Adderall and alcohol in place of meals and healthy talks
But I was on top of everything
A chemically inflated brain
An ecstasy of proficiency and sunken eyes from lack of sleep
Then I saw your face in a garden space behind the place where I worked
You were tired too of the city like zoo but little did we know that we left to
soon