There are some things
that the world does not
tell you.

Like how most are
idiots, *******, and drunks.
That - you figure out
along the way.

Or that the things
you want most,
you cannot have.
And you live in
this world,
and so do they.
And they spit
and ****
and drink
and that -
you figure out
along the way.

I'm so alone,
and the people
don't help.
The bottles drop
and the phone rings
and the walls say
nothing.
And the people
they drink,
and the smokers
they spit,
and they leave
their dogs on the
stoop.
It doesn't change,
it all stays exactly
as it is.
They look, they stare
and wonder about
him!
Him in the chair
by the bar
drinking.
Alone.

Whipping by my window
making little sounds;
wondering,
where does all the
love go.

It goes with you,
my wind
I say.

It goes with you
and stays with you
all day.

And at night,
when the wind
has gone
it drops this love
where it does not
belong.

There are those songs,
the ones
that you hear
on the radio
or on a friend's
music player.
That do something
to you.
You feel a bit different
while you listen.
You may not be sure
what is happening,
but it is,
and by the end
you've changed.

You can feel it,
when it happens.
The strings,
they start to snap
and you begin to fall
from who you used
to be-
And closer to who
you've become.

They don't call you crazy,
not at first.
But they think it,
and you know it's true.
What they don't know
is that those who are
crazy,
don't care.
Don't care,
don't care.

The fog of sleep
envelops me,
and tries to take
me away.

It slows the
heart,
and closes the
eyes
and releases the
thinking brain.

Unless, of course
you wake before
prescribed.
Then your sleep
becomes nothing more
than a disease that passes
time.

It's in the deep
dark places
that you
will find me.

Where there is no
love,
where there is no
hate,
where there just
is.

Nobody left of me.
Nobody right.
Just vast nothingness,
like a midnight
playing field
without the stadium,
without the lights.

It's not hard
to imagine
a heart of ICE.
Or a mind gone
numb.

Where there is
nothing,
nowhere,
No one.