Faces streaming by
Some happy, concerned
Some sad, just being
Their voices resound
Glances and stares
Etched and pass on
Empty rooms about
Too cold, too hot
Lone and brief
A world of illusions
Flickering shadows
Dreams being lived
Days passing by
A blurry existence
Some good, some bad
Flashes of the past
Faces sunken, solemn
Stalked by regrets
Strange surrounds
Familiar thoughts
On the road