Between the Bars

The wind blows again

My cigarette burns a little brighter than I like it to

The wine’s a little too stale

The cold bites a little too hard on my fingertips

I go through the images that are stuck in my head

I live again, what I once swore to forget

I see now, what I should’ve seen back there and then

Another gust of cold wind

Light up another one

Pour me another one

Let me not be satisfied again

Let me forget I was ever here

I smell the images that I can’t seem to see anymore

The blood struggles to reach my head, like it once fought to flow out of it

The wind blows with a sound

The silence awakes and drowns the sound

The dancing smoke that dies the second I let go of it

The moments that fade to black and the memories that come back to life

Back in that place

Back where it all ended and it all began

Hundreds of little spears on the side of my face

A tear scapes

I feel it freeze on a face I don’t recognize

Smoke fills a chest that never bore my heart

The glass breaks in a hand that’s never touched mine

A man without a face is reaching for my throat

He has a pair of really beautiful scars on his wrists

Dear wind,

Did the night ever end?

Did I survive?

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