Absolution

In what happens to a friend
would we somehow share some part
of what it is that befalls them?
Do we call that justice?
Do we call that honour?
No matter how small the contribution?
No matter of the insignificance
even to them?
Do we have liberties toward their disposition?
Responsibilities to their state of mind
or state of flesh?
Because you're damn right its not my fault
but I do...feel responsible
I do feel my contribution if only small
plays a larger role in their said disposition
and what of it?
I can't change the world
just my little dark corner.
give me absolution!

And so,
*raises glass and deeply inhales*

I raise my head
and my Glass to toast;
Caffeine, cigarettes and Sunday roasts,
cloudy days and dark nights,
the female race and their embrace,
dexterity, the irony, the violence, the waste,
technology, expansion, anarchy or meditation,
music, medicine, aggravation and temptation,
fame, ferocity, fortune and everything i aspire,
hyper-acidity, hypertension and a well lit fire
honesty, honour, integrity, history and humour,
anger, freedom of choice and its consumer,
alcoholism, sex, cynicism, skepticism,
pessimism and video games
rare names, rare opinions and verbal thrust
claustrophobia, agoraphobia and lust,
our inalienable right to berate our friends
and *exhales*...to me
                          ...to you
                          ...and to the end

*swigs drink*

to what purpose is that pledge?
it is to show
that both the good and the bad
shape us and mold us to who we are
the influence we have on others is subjective
no matter how persuasive.
and so even though
I feel a burden for what befalls a friend
they didn't have to listen to me in the first place
ignorance is bliss or so they say.
so if they take offense to my meaning
so be it.
if they seek my answers
they shouldn't be taken aback by honesty
ill offer myself absolution
and keep on keeping on
i cant change the world
just my dark little corner.