Some nights, it's quiet,
But still I can't sleep
And so I talk to the walls,
Try and sing myself to sleep,

Scribble rhymes onto sticky notes
Until they litter my head,
Writing poems about nothing,
Till I'm empty,
Not dead...

Not that I wish I was,
Only that one of these days,
That I'll find something that's better,
Not where I wake up,
In a pile of papers,
Pens,
Pencils,
And ink,
With no clue what I've written,
Or where I left my left mitten...
I have no clue why that's missing.

Been writing letters to no one,
To the past,
Or the sky...

But right now they're waiting,
A neat stack on the shelf,
For someone to break trust,
To read them,
And laugh...

At the utter absurdity,
My ascape of mundaneity,

My flee from mortality,
My fear of eternity,

I'm writing letters to no one,
So will you be someone?

Just a little less crazy,
With a name,
or address,

Just a little less crazy,
But I'll still write to the sky,
Or maybe the tree,
Outside my window,
Watching over it all.

Cuz that's the thing about letters,
There's no way they can call...
And that's something that scares the s*** out of me,

Phone calls...
Facing my mistakes...

But I don't want to think about that.

So I'll write letters to no one,
I'll fold tiny paper cranes,
Out of the paper chopstick wrappers,
The ones you get with takeout,
They're made out of bamboo, I think?
The ones that always break,
That never snap straight,
Perfectly in two,
One's always shorter...

It's never quite right,
So I'll write my letters to no one,
For the rest of the night,
Till my eyes won't stay open,
And can't remember the time,
Till my mind starts to cave in,
And I'm desperate to finish,
To write just one last rhyme...

So I'll write my letters to no one,
I just hope you don't read what I write to the moon,
To the tree out my window,
But you wouldn't do that,
Cause you don't know who I am...

I'm crazy aren't I,
Dreaming of smiles,
When I don't know what happiness looks like,
Or at least...
I've never envisioned a smiling kite,

But hey,
There's a first time for everything,
So for now,
That's good night...

© The Aeth Aero