Stagnancy

somewhere between a grey and blue

the sky cannot decide it’s hue

i walk beside the railway tracks

of what’s to come and what has passed

graffiti layered on the car

i stop to let my mind roam far

the chill is soft, a winter song

i’ve never felt like i belong

in this city, locked by land

sands of time run through my hand

i think i’ll leave, i have to go

but darling i will miss you so

the west is calling out to me

to manifest my destiny