Somewhere I know someone is waiting.
Waiting to wipe the tears from my eyes,
Waiting to tell me that everything is going to be alright.
Somewhere someone is waiting.
Waiting to tell me jokes,
jokes that make me laugh for hours on end
The kind that makes your brain bend.
I know it's out there.
I just don’t know where.
Days melt into puddles of unknown realms.
The puddles evaporate into clouds of thoughts of what is and what should have never been.