Static

They ask for my plans
as they down their cans,
and cast a sidelong glance
at the better-looking man.

At the end of the end
without a single friend,
just garnered numbers
and faces out of trend.

But my fate lies away
from this dead place,
where I can howl to
heaven without constraint…

And live forever without complaint.

Now everybody else
seems so static,
and the night is lost
as I can’t crack it.
Though life sits still
time keeps ticking;
and the seconds die
as I keep clicking.

It is with a heavy heart
that we all must part,
but where is the sense
in looking back to the start?

I sigh through the door,
despair in every pore,
and I go in search of
the promise of more.

With hope in the new
and love in the few,
while the folly of our kind
adds to the queue…

The place I stranded myself for you.

Now everybody else
seems so static,
and the night is lost
as I can’t crack it.
Though life sits still
time keeps ticking;
and the seconds die
as I keep clicking.

And in being so selfish
I apologise,
but in being so selfish
I accept my guise.

My one true crime was
standing still.
My one true home was
my windowsill…

From where I would watch The World thrill.
But not anymore.

Now everybody else
seems so static,
and the night is gained
as at last I crack it.
Though life sits still
time keeps ticking;
but the seconds live
as I keep clicking.