Strangers

The cars pass, and I envy all of them

Beautiful strangers all rushing to their lives

I wish I could join them,

But I’m stuck

I’m trapped inside my mind,

Tumbling down the rabbit hole,

Endlessly tossed back and forth,

Drowning in my brain waves

If you were here, you’d probably make me smile,

Reach over the ugly table and grasp my hand,

Foolishly convince me everything will be okay

But you’re not here,

And I’m alone

My eyes sting and my body is numb

I feel like a Pink Floyd song,

But if you were here you’d make me feel like a Beatles song

Smoke lingers in the air and whiskey stings my throat

Why does one month feel like an eternity

If I could,

I’d abandon my life and drive straight to you,

But life never stops for anyone

The days are slow,

The hours painful

You need to be here,

But you aren’t

I wish we were both strangers again

Neither of us having any idea what we’re getting into