My mind likes to wander. Sometimes it wanders a bit too far, especially when I walk alone at night. I recalled one particular night and wrote about it, at midnight, in my bedroom. I am still fond of it.

 

Somehow the noise

of people tonight

makes me feel

more by myself 

 

They're moths to a light

And I've fallen in the shadow

In brambles

of Quiet that only I know

 

I've lost

I've lost

I've lost

I've lost

 

Alone just this night

How I love it and hate it

In urban nowhere

I am only a stranger

 

And maybe the moths 

are endlessly lost

And the lamps

Can't show them their answers

 

I'm gone

I'm gone

I'm gone

I'm gone

 

I welcome the bridges

of dark in between 

Every lamp post

I cross on the street

 

And I welcome rainfall

That softens my tears

As I leave you behind

In this city somewhere

 

Away 

Away

Away

Away