Vacancy

I woke up to a vacancy.

Nothing blocking my eyes but I still couldn't see.

Blinded, but reminded of how easy it is to

lose yourself to flashy trends and false

I love you’s.

Finding yourself trapped in the shadows of

attention seekers and wanna be-ers and

then enjoy hiding in your safe place.

Behind the devils face is where i met a

demented brain that laughed at pain

and cried in vain at the happiness

she felt with that knife horizontally

in her vein. A cool night picks me up

and takes me back and I entertain her

with sweet laughs and I know it was her who

touched me. I woke up to a vacancy.

Rolled over to no one but me but

that's fine because i need to be alone

in my zone. Zoned out. Everything is tuned out.

I'm okay. Listen to yesterday’s cry as she

banged her head against the opening

of today begging for us to hit replay.

But she had her time. Tomorrow has to

wait. He can't wait to shine. But will tomorrow

ever come? Will our work ever be done?

Games played on and off the field,

on and off the board. Don't you ever get bored?

I’ll sleep alone tonight. Close my eyes real tight.
Maybe Just Maybe.

I’ll ask tommorow to take down that vacancy sign.