crushing pills all the way to the next day. never needing a chance to say 'good morning'. next plan's to get cash and get outta here. this place could be home but it's not yet. better leave now & see where my head's at. got too sick to ride a train, you sat with me while i coughed up my 3rd lung. strange town in a strange place in the USA. breathing in a sweet sticky mess. cuz i am sleeping next to a pile of rail ties. i am not there, im here now, thats what i told myself. im not there im here now, thats what i told you too. im away and i think im happy. isnt home kinda happy too? but what happens when im home and i just wanna go to a different home. one broken arm and two broken hearts. mending aint easy for either of us. mistakenly thinking i'd be alright, but it's mostly unspoken and vilified. gotta head for the border and try not to cry.
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