6 A.M

There is nothing bright
not even
the roadsigns seem
to glow
just a bleak light
staring
refusing to
let silence
numb the core

Frozen memories
well up
as concurrent vision
eludes sight
I stare blindly
waiting for twilight

You say you recall
nothing at all,
bringing yourself down
from where you said
you'd never want to fall

The blank road
keeps no sign
or lineage
of the passengers ways

So
lately been wondering
who is it that'll fill up
that space?

A ditch in the road
and
some dust in the eyes
No matter
how fast I ran
It catches me unawares
from the inside

I thought this morning
will teach me
another survive,
to those thousand
reasons that brought
me to life..

This way, though leads
me where I've been before
The remnants of the touch
and still
fresh in my hands

I am driving
through this road,
blindfolded
following you,
knowing
its a dead end road

It doesn't get
any brighter,
no matter the
flick of the hands
of the wrist may deny

I've the late goodbye
replaying back and
forth in life

Perhaps
I sat up all night
or there's
something I've done
I just cant over run

See you when
you're back to Hyde ..