The clock had already struck midnight
Long before I was falling into the red lights
Eager to explore, eager for more
I went all out
Not like being reserved
I merged with my motherland
Cleared the cloudy thoughts in my cloudy head
Walked and walked and walked until
I thought I had made a dangerous decision
By the end of it my feet were sore
But I was eager for more
Clawing at the town ahead
I went forward, over the bridge
Towards the dual carriageway
Towards the red lights
I was the only one in sight
Sparkling like gold in the night
I know my way around this town
But I don't know how to get out
I wallow in nightmares
I wallow in pain
I exist like a virus
With nowhere to escape
I seek 4 a.m. danger
4 a.m. strangers
Anew, anew
Anew, anew.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 21st, 2020 09:21
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
Comments2
May one of those strangers show you the way to get out of that town.
Andy
haha bless, wishful thinking
I know my way around this town
But I don't know how to get out
That's a sublime union of thought, word, sound, and beauty. It's such an elegant expression, it means so much, it needs no explanation, it is universal but personal to you, lovely but dark, painful but liberating, simple yet unfathomable. I will remember those lines...
Thanx for these kind words ♥♥♥
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