Out and About

Water flows through the cracks.
Like rats in a maze…
Soft light pours into the streets
Cleansing the road
In the last breath of the day

The cold drizzle
Relives the neck
She’s laughing because…
She has my umbrella
In the first breath of the night

Pipe smoke and salt hit the nostrils
As we come in out of the rain
Smiles and laughs…
Soup, coffee, and a cigarette
To scare away the chills,
As the night continues breathing,

Hit the streets again
Still raining…
So she shares the umbrella
Starting home
For warmth and sleep
In The last breath of the night

A pretty smile

A pretty smile
On a worried face

She says everything is fine
But really she wants to die

Overdose
Nobody will notice
She thinks to herself

She decides not to go through with it
Instead she falls asleep

She’s to focused on
What others think
What they’ll say

Soap operas playing in her head
Crying her self to sleep
Every night

When she wakes up
She’s back to
Reality

She hides her thoughts
With a laugh and smile

Oh what a pretty smile
To bad no one knows
What it hides

What she hides with that
Pretty smile

What do you think?