Balcony Breeze
Nighttime breeze on a hotel balcony,
Cocaine remnants at the nostrils
Sift slowly from my face
It's fine, I'll be back for more soon enough
The night lights are healing,
So are the soothing sounds of the city.
Why is the city awake?
They should be sleeping,
But no one is, not me, not the naked girl in the room
Not the people next door, or across the hall
Or in the next building, or anywhere else in the city
Not the stars, or the moon
Not even the sun, it's just hiding for the night.
Like my guilt and insecurity, oh, and regret
Which is locked away for now,
Hidden by the high and the girl,
But when the sun comes back,
So will the feelings that I struggle to hold back
Because, just like the sun,
No matter how long the night seems
To be a sweet release from the heat,
It always comes back.
Always.
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