“Nothing in Sight”
October 2005

I hear a sound
A far-off distant call
I think, I see
A reason for
To run away and

What do you mean?
Why do you scream?
Where are you-
/going?

Nothing could prepare me
/for this awful realization
That there might be someone
/following me

What do you mean?
Why do you scream?
Where are you-
/going?

I think I’m being stalked
What-what was that just now
Don’t stop to ask me how

I’m afraid I don’t have answers
I don’t trust you anyway
Where were you just now?
Who did you talk to?

Stalked, stalked by who?
I haven’t got a clue
But I swear I’ll find out
If it’s the last thing I do

Written while listening to Papa Roach, “Last Resort,” I believe. I originally framed it as a song, but I think I botched that, one of these days I’m going to have to sort through these and make something of them. Or not, I suppose. It’s like that quote I always misremember: “no project is ever completed, only abandoned.” I think the quote was originally about writing, and I just keep expanding the scope. :P