A Journey to the Top Floor of a Parking Lot

About me dancing around like an idiot on the top of a parking lot with my iPod. I tried to make it seem pretty.

embellished memories

fragments of time

I walked outside the gate

with a dispute occurring between my ears

I remember music

and the beats of drums

and that I wouldn't remember

I suddenly felt compelled to run

my destination was the top floor

an empty parking lot above the school

but my destination really wasn't anywhere

I paced around as though it was an arena

the song playing conducted my movements

I looked out on an empty campus

hanging over death

the sky was starless

the air was chilled

the breeze was mellow

my heart caught fire

I danced around

spinning in circles

I flew down the stairs

I almost threw myself from the balcony

There were places I hadn't been before

The graffiti spoke more to me

the school was empty

the pace of the songs mellowed

I contemplated how awake I was

I felt contently alone

so aware of everything around me

but the people who passed me by

she caught me off guard with her smile

I waved out of habit

their presence began to transform me

I walked so slowly back to the apartment

I was pretending to be unaware

the gate opened again

and I stepped back inside.

Reviews

[radio raven]

A day in the life of lawless lad.

[A Lawless Lad]

Haha, a night in the life of me, yes. I hope you liked it.

[radio raven]

Yeah I did it's, I need to read more of your stuff. I think our is diff to others on this sight. While other write about their own doom and gloom/ woe is me. We write about different things.

[radio raven]

I should have read proof my comment damn