State Of Pause

In his recent mind
nothing seemed so real
everything and anything
was there for the steal

Whipping his hair back
life rushed in and out
smoke filled his lungs
lips sipping the stout

Worn eyes wondering
around the room
inspecting each member
scent of gentle perfume

Life held tight
against the storm
no where to go
no where to call home

Etched pain
held in his heart
her words spilling from his lonely mind
a strangers voice
saving time

Stepping along
towards the nothing
that was there
no one to love him
no one to care