walking alone outside
headphones in, try not to scowl
bass rattles my skull

steph raps to my soul
as my hand reached out for yours
but you are not here

he pleads he needs more
i feel the words echo deep
hit repeat and zone

lips move silently
is this reality or
another bad dream

raining in texas
my vans keep me moving on
the miles fade away

vacant smiles greet me
farmer’s market just white noise
the world a nightmare

empty meanings fly
it all feels so hollow now
depression my cloak

whipping in the wind
my shell, my armor, my hell
and the music plays