Somewhere I belong

Conversation spirals with the soul curry,
Cascade to hazed thoughts-
That flow on regardless of years.
Time, changes nothing,
As the core remains a flotsam still.
My brother, acts like a twin-
Soaking the darkness,
Letting the twilight win.
The endless butts pile up,
The smoke, strangely giving a clarity.
Thoughts are crystal more,
As the mind gains more strength to decide,
On the travesty.
Somewhere, there's power in the knowledge
Of the inevitable.
Truth, is a dark secret-
And to outrun the diminishing space,
The pace must be greater.
Feeling the claustrophobia,
Of years-
All we care about,
Is to runaway.
Escape the odds,
And live solo.
'Coz, dreams are many and pointless-
Trust is barely a toss of coin.
Loss and win,
Remains in no-one's control-
Yet, as puppets, we dangle,
To fate.
To fade?
Proximity,is an illusion,
Till closure gives the solution.
Runaway-
To own space-
To somewhere,
Where the 'I', may belong too.