The 2nd short in the series "Behind The Empty Curtain"

I lay still & listen to the wind whisper; and your name echoes off the walls
your face begins to form in the darkness & my heart sits
your reach ever present is numb on my arm
I drown myself to remember yesterday
but time is racing to thoughts of tomorrow
escape to nothing while everything remains the same

I walk still & listen to the people whisper; and your name exhales thru the air
your face begins to form in the distance & my eyes wander
your reach ever present is cold on my arm
I drown myself to think of tomorrow
but time is still with thoughts of yesterday
Escape with nothing, nothing, nothing

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