please baby not another stare   i've been in that trance before   those burning eyes half glazed with tints of fury and resentment   fighting not to look back   and still tasting the dust from the last time we did    we sift through the crowds without a care   only to leave the burnt pattern of a waking nightmare   loneliness finds us beneath dim lit lights    where pen and paper spell out confusion    failing to escape those nights of solitude   the echos of today's misfortunes linger   its then that you realize    you're the one that wants to cry something   because you feel nothing