Another day

Living in rooms They echo with no one else Every few years I move. To another empty room Work keeps me going, keeps me on my toes Days stretch out like empty highways New cities, never settling down I don’t set the table, who would, for only one I ride for hours under open sky Wind in my face, no one beside me Motorcycle, throttle open, hot and loud, the only sound No messages waiting, no calls to return Silence has become the loudest sound Solitude Not the peaceful kind Carved deep inside No arms to hold me No eyes that see Just me and the quiet I pass the places I used to go Crowds of strangers everywhere I look Faces that could be anyone, look just like mine Birthdays come without any cards Another year marked alone I pretend I’m fine with the empty space But the truth is heavier, than the empty time. Solitude Not the peaceful kind Carved deep inside No arms to hold me No eyes that see Just me and the quiet I carrying this weight alone The nights are long and the mornings gray I would scream into the void but it never screams back I’m breaking, I’m breaking, I’m falling apart Now I’m fine again… No one will notice I’m gone Im gone Solitude… Will you remember me? Solitude... Alone… Loneliness… Alone… Swallowing me… Alone… I’m still here… Alone… Am I still here... Alone… Im gone...