Almost died on the right side of the road
Chest pains and pressure as rain slapped my face
Nothing like being stranded after a promise
To remember isolation exists
I could have begged for a ride
Rather strangle myself.
Never forget how it feels when rain is pouring on your head
No one to call, phone lines and hope dead
And you’ll remember just how deep darkened hallways are
Distance to everyone further than farthest far.