Walk through mist

Walking down that road.

I’m dreaming of you.

And about kissing your tooth.

My eyes are like a toad.

City lights burn my skin.

I see only the things.

And my left eye stings.

The streets have a sinister grin.

I’m addressing only god now.

Broken sitting on my bed.

With no more tears to shed.

Can you explain world to me somehow?

The rain clears out the haze.

I’m waking up from a dream.

And one for the ages it’d seem.

In the mirror is a confused gaze.