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Disorient


Buildings pass and fade 

On this road headed straight out of this one stop town

No-one calling 

No becking 

Tracing outlines of trees

As the sun crested among them

Pulling out the brick of the only road I've known 

But how do I get back when the bricks are gone

I need somebody to know

I need somebody to see

My heart breaking 

The breaks follow the roads of dust

Paying a pauper for a bargain 

Signed with a ring

Destination at the signal of a GPS 

The city scape holds adventure

With no escape 

Bound within city limits 

Country roots strangled

Surgically removed 

I am no more 

I am bound with no escape 

Trapped without a voice 

Trapped within the city limits. 

I have nothing

I am nothing 

I am disoriented 

Fog settles 

As my hope die within the limits

As my freedom wanes 

No sense of direction 

No one to care

I'm not ready to be just another nameless face

I'm not ready to be just another number

My life puzzle falling out of place

I am disoriented

 
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