كلمات Dinner with aubrey

stuck in last place, unfortunate unfair there's a high point, fallen short in midair is this what i am here for no way to stop the sadness just here to make the happy i'm deaf to my own calling beating hearts race, silencing and scared pain enslaves me, no better way to care shoeboxes emptied, and pictures torn and old gifts burned and destroyed. numbers of old friend are crossed out and erased from memory. off to a new place with laces tied and lunchbag filled with dreams it seems like we're through, its sunset in the west train tracks collide, horizon cuts the sky