Midnight Candle

I’m running from tomorrow

And hiding from today.

I can’t look you in the face.

I’m afraid of what my eyes

will say.

I don’t need the world.

I need time to pray.

I’m feeling violent today.

I noticed this chip on my shoulder.

It grew as I got older.

Now I’m carrying a granddaddy boulder.

I know you hated growing up,

Hated showing up, playing tough, waiting for the bus.

Wishing for a car but your mom didn’t make enough.

Graduation sucked.

You watched it from afar in a hooded jacket.

They never understood the passion.

I remember the love in your eyes.

The bed bugs and tongue hugs as we gazed outside, watching the good days skate by.

I caught the tears that trickled off your chin.

We scored our favorite drug to escape our own skin.

Just another name on a long list of brave men enslaved by sin.

Counting my friends and matching my scars with the places I’ve been.

Is it fate that everything breaks in the end?

What happens to your soul when you become who you pretend?

I love you but I hope I never see you again.