Dry Nights

Hot dry air across the town Towards the sky, no stars Laying on a bed with no mattress Taking me up to a different view The skyline, that i became a part of These buildings, that present to one A dry night Alone, but alright To the touch, a self warmth In the dry night Look inside the box Staying away from the outside Time spent all, time spent low Healing while it is hurting And the skyline, that I became a part of Watching, just feeling Losing sight, in the mind Becoming blind, nothing to find