Tuesday, April 21, 2009

The Car of Loneliness

The road is dark, the lights wave and flicker
The air is thick and the silence thicker
I feel like trash and my head’s a mess
My body’s bruised, I need your sweet caress
The car is cold, the window colder
Rain drips down, I need your shoulder
My cheek pressed up against the glass
God knows when the fog will pass

I might be asleep but this ain’t dreaming
My stomach sinks and my nerves are screaming
Roman candles fight my mind
I’m wide awake and I can’t unwind
The sky is cloudy, my heart is lead
This seat is nothing like a bed
Frustration pounds, a biting rage
I’m bleeding, trapped inside this cage

I tell the driver some strange lie
The car slows down, the tension high
Utterly convinced that I deserve more
The car is stopped, I throw open the door
My legs are stiff but I’m soon on hard ground
For one last time I look around

Then I’m sprinting through the night
My shoes pound mud, I’m out of sight
The air is fresh and my mind is clear
I leap through puddles like a deer
This ain’t heaven but it’s something close
I’m alive again, I beat the ghosts
Full of joy that I didn’t stay
I learned to chance at life that day

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