brick roads.

back and forth

and in-between the lines

there's always a suffering point

always a rough spot

we can search for a clean route

and think we may find one

well maybe

i've been wrong so many times

and it wouldn't surprise me

to be wrong again

but i think that's just a dream

there's always

a little nightmare

in there somewhere

if you've found a way

please
take me through with you

i hope i don't ruin it

i promise i'll try

i really will

show me there's some light

after all

show me

...

silent partner.

if only i knew you

but it's been so long

and i've spent so much time

trying to get to you

but there is only confusion

and pain

you seem afraid

and lost

and innocent

and guilty

you betray me

and i never understand why

you hurt me

and i can never tell

if you meant to

or not

or if you can even help it

you suffer

and i see no peace in your eyes

but you've learned to hide it

because no one can know

i don't think you even know

what you want

and perhaps you have never known 

but there is something

tearing at you

i am your passenger

so i too

am homeless

and lost

and without any permanence

we are out here

searching for something

but we have forgotten what

if we ever even knew

and we wouldn't know if we found it

because this is who we have become

i share this with you

this burden

this static life

and i don't even know

if you can be known at all

we are like ghosts

wandering together

hoping that someday

we find our place

and truly begin to live

and learn

who we are

...

progressive lonliness.

i have issues

inside

issues with issues

and even though it's old

and i am old

it never fades

and some things

never change

and no one cares

and i get it

because i want to not care

too

i don't know where i am

and each tide takes me

further out

into lostlessness

thinking i will die alone

will always hurt

it always hurts

knowing i will die alone

frees me from hurting you

because it's easier

if you don't love me

not for me

almost

but for you

for sure

it's been so long

and the last time wasn't real

or so i was told

or so i remember

or so it seems now

things are passing by

and i am still clueless

i'm not sure if i can function

and perhaps

i am the last to know

being alone

might be the only thing

i am doing right
...