Trinity

I used to be fine, drinking alone, now I cry into wine, jokes my repartee, humour lachrymose, now just uncertainty, what I have to find, one that doesn't groan, somewhere quiet and kind, the rain starts to ease, do you carry stones, put one down for me, am not she who's right, stumbles on the phone, sings of love at night, still need to believe, what once made me glow, leaves space for dreams, where is the line, you draw coming home, stuff bathed in light, is all that gone?