Day and night, I wondered aimlessly
From the sound of unwanted dogs barking at the thunder,
up to the trash collectors,
yelling door to door during Fridays.
Day and night, I seek aimlessly,
From the moment I saw the shadows of the curtains,
up to the flickering lights of cars passing by in the darkness.
Day and night, I felt aimlessly,
From the taste of that morning's cigarette,
up to the crusty leftover mint at the corner of my mouth.
Day and night, I thought and I just thought aimlessly,
From the time I placed my words into paper,
up to the day my eyes are to be filled with nothingness.
Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 8:47 AM UTC
Day and night, I wondered aimlessly
From the sound of unwanted dogs barking at the thunder,
up to the trash collectors,
yelling door to door during Fridays.
Day and night, I seek aimlessly,
From the moment I saw the shadows of the curtains,
up to the flickering lights of cars passing by in the darkness.
Day and night, I felt aimlessly,
From the taste of that morning's cigarette,
up to the crusty leftover mint at the corner of my mouth.
Day and night, I thought and I just thought aimlessly,
From the time I placed my words into paper,
up to the day my eyes are to be filled with nothingness.
