One Step Ahead

The day is dead,

Along with the town.

They lay in their beds,

On pillows of cotton.

I recline in my Mazda,

And inhale a chain of smoke.

My pupils wide.

Paranoid of shadows,

Yet still I wait,

For nothing truly,

But the night to pass.

Awake from no rest,

And still no reason yet.

No purpose, no point.

Simply gazing into the sky.

Into nothing but strictly grey.

Underrated peace.

Never comes, never goes.

Just imagined in people’s heads.

That’s okay, though.

The new day comes,

And I’ll be ready.

One more step ahead of others.

Enlighten me please