We were driving in your car
your animated voice filling the air.
Then I felt it all around me.
Their voices screaming in her vains.
My skin refusing surrender.
I'm waiting for the clouds now.
Because I can feel the rain.
The night never came quick enough.
The cold came too soon.
You left too late, dear.
And now it's nearly noon.
I'm wondering what's inside my brain.
What's lingering behind my words?
I've forgotten it was there.
The dark cave of your disparity has driven me to flashlights.
Her mind scatters from anxiety to rage.
We're looking for our daring traits.
The things people create themselves to be.
The things we wish we could find in each other.
The appearance of our fragile minds isn't enough, I suppose.
I found a kitten the other night.
She's 1 month old today.
She's somewhat replaced some emptyness.
Distraction won't last long enough.
Not this time, you hope lost wreck.
Or what you never said.
Just the music I was hearing..
and the choking burden that stole away my breath.
....Why can't I find you?
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