Requiem for Reality

And it tears through my veins like a 10 o'clock train
my mouth goes dry as if a lake bed drained
my lips slowly burn, my eyes strain
Once more, once more, then none...
is what I claim...

Yet I'm here at the stop at 9:55

Like drinking sour milk I'm instantly ill
I double over in pain
My insides spill.....
One more time, just once, then none....
& then once more and I'll be done

And it cares not! Who seeks you out?
When the fire inside you burns?
When you ache for it, it is no where to be found!
But it follows the breezes that return with the seasons....
..whenever, wherever, however it pleases

So I will not be here. No!
I WILL NOT!
I will stand up and walk out of here....

Yet here I stand at the station, patient
No coat, & and an empty glass....
........again