selfcontaining

it was a nice night for skating
a nice night to not notice
a nice night to feel the slight breeze kiss my cheeks
a nice night to watch the first stars apear
a nice night for sweating as the asphalt passed by below me
a nice night to watch the clouds pass the moon
a nice night to listen to the world slowly crawl into bed
a nice night to feel alive
although i am tired
tired of having to sleep
tired of having to wake up alone
tired of the need for food
tired of my mind wandering when i should be sleeping
tired of the sun rising too soon
tired of the radio spitting out commercials
tired of the glowing television
tired of the hair growing too fast on my face
tired of the guage being on empty
tired of finding releif in the bottle
tired of watching myself from a distance
it was a nice night
a nice night until i became tired
the port is warm as it enters my mind and my body