out there somewhere
is my song with enough
feel good devastation
that I can see the colors
of vibrant neon and black
with the deep blues

the song where I stop
believing that there are 
two people living inside
one always running
and the other cleaning up
the broken names and 
promise

that melody so distinct
that I can feel it
in every single drink
of whiskey 

and the voice of a stranger
that I’ll never meet 
but already love
whispering 
I am here
I am here
even when the light dies
and the neon colors
becomes afterglow
in the retina 
I am here
and I am you