Finding Neon

Curiosity of detachment

A change of environment

Shaping and engaging

Harboring an excitement

Get myself lost on

A side street or mile

Walk lonely on

Finding identity

Waiting and waiting

 

Empty bed greets me

Curled safely in sheets

Cool breeze blows in

Gently grazing my skin

Reach out over miles

To call for your hand

Come up with nothing

Curl tighter ‘round air

Waiting and waiting

 

Out looking for neon

Music shows hold intent

Bars call my name

A strong scent of regret

Cobblestone under foot

As I drift slightly on

No one hold me up

No one guide me home

Waiting and waiting