Gone

i'm outside again,
gone is the security of a roof over my head,
shelters call my name, it's back to the game,
drunks are my friends, time to forget again.
sunset doesn't close my eyes, i open them wide
run from the cops but not breaking stride,
the waves breaking the barrier in a breaching tide,
anger inside.
wind makes the rain dance up above,
whistles through my hair and knit gloves,
gotta stay warm in the night's oppresive glow,
curl up in a corner free from city grime.
it costs too much to call,
a roof is too far away,
i can't walk 85 blocks at the end of the day.
times that have passed can't be seen by looking back,
they are only the embers of the past,
keep away from what can bring me back.