Red Light District

The streets are uninviting, but not so much as the faces
How they remind me of you
These hotel walls are paper thin underneath the jet engines. (reminders passing overhead)
In the dark i make my way to the dresser drawer
In this notebook i'm writing out a page for you
And as the ink bleeds into paper it hits me
But i don't have the strength to collapse
The noise outside is welcome company for rеstless eyes
Cutting opеn to stain the white with scarlet words
If only for a moment, could i escape? it's that same feeling
Face down on concrete in headlights
Saying your prayers to open your eyes to red lights