[ he's too far away to actually know ]

he's too far away to actually know
what's going on with her, but
she scares him with what he doesn't know,
like he never thought he could be shaken again.
How much truth is there to this life they lead?
How many lies?
Does she not trust him because
she can't trust herself?
Does she control him
with an iron grip
because she doesn't have the same hold
on herself?
Or maybe the paranoia is just that.
All he really knows
is that he won't sleep tonight,
afraid of what his dreams might tell him,
afraid of seeing again what they showed him before.
Is it his flirtation with overdosing
that makes his hands shake?
Or is it the constant chain-smoking
to hide the worry?
Maybe the cold loneliness that keeps him hollow...
or his worst fears chasing each other through his mind.
When you see him tomorrow with one foot in the grave,
keep your words of comfort to yourself
or the force of them might put him in the ground.