please baby not another stare

i've been in that trance before

those burning eyes half glazed with tints of fury and resentment

fighting not to look back

and still tasting the dust from the last time we did

we sift through the crowds without a care

only to leave the burnt pattern of a waking nightmare

lonliness finds us beneath dim lit lights

where pen and paper spell out confusion

failing to escape those nights of solitude

the echos of today's misfortunes linger

its then that you realize

you're the one that wants to cry something

because you feel nothing