Memphis Tennessee

The air smell like old powder perfume and mildew...

I'm surrounded by complete strangers.

I feel vulnerable, yet somewhat safe.

I see names that appear familiar, but my surroundings only a reminder of my foreign face.

& my curious eyes a signal that I don't belong.

My smile a tip that life hasn't hit me just yet. 

As the sky darkens and the clouds fade into the background ...

I wonder about tomorrow. 

Oh how it will feel to look into your soul again, 

And embrace you once more. 

The trip

My blue jeans are damp...with the dew of excitement and anxiety. 

I'm stressed and emotionless 

Slightly irritable and frightened out of my mind....

It always feels like a dream....

Fantasies playing back like memories locked in a secret passageway abandoned by the ancients...

Where as I just found my ...

It was on the tip of my tongue.

DAMN.

For a second I lost it all.

For a second I was merely a corpse ...

My spirit staped with a million jabs. 

My soul ...

Lost on its way home. 

I'd never cared so much as to beg....

My pride locked up and forse fed. 

Ripping my flesh into shreds. 

My ego ... Humble. 

These fragile bones are not yet weary. 

I see the light ahead.

The sun slowly peeking its face up out of the darkness of night. 

I can't reach you now. 

Your rem yet lingers still ...

While my heart yearns for your utterance ...

Just say something ...

Even if the words are "fuck me."