A lone journey to neverland

It's just a long journey of being without anyone, but none other only with myself.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Someone out there is praying?

someone out there
beneath the shower of rain
crouching from the drizzle
bending from the cold
city lights passing by
blank stares out of the fancy windows
and he's gone out of sight
as swift
as the red light

someone out there
is praying?
for him?
i doubt it

i often doubt it
maybe i always doubt it
i know i doubt it