Never Alone - Forever Lonely

[Schizophrenic]

Taking a long drag, he scratched his bristly chin,
and I knew what was coming next.
As he sat and let the smoke mingle in his lungs,
his eyes were far off
like they were staring beyond the stars
we could barely see in the city's night sky.

"You know... God only spent six days on this.."
Letting the smoke slip from his lips, he shook his head.
"Six days. To create an entire universe,
even less time he spent on us,"

Letting out a sigh, he leaned back against the car,
his shoulder slightly touching mine.
"No wonder why we're such shit."

I couldn't help but grin,
hiding it by bringing my hands to my mouth
heating them with my warm breath.

"What a slacker." I added,
keeping my eyes off of his and up at the sky as well
thinking that maybe I'll see what he's looking for.

Suddenly, he spun on his feet, pointing his finger at me
as if I had just stolen the words from his tongue.

"Exactly! God, is a fucking slacker.
Just like you, and just like me.
He didn't even get a full week of work in,
took a day off on the seventh day and said...

Fuck it!"

It felt like I was watching him catch fire,
flicker and burn brighter by the passing second.
My eyes were fixated.

"God is no Holy King,
He's a slacker, a quitter,
a failure if nothing else, I mean really!
Think about it!"

All the while, he spoke with a smile.
Like he had discovered something phenomenal.
"He's no better than me. Hell, what makes him any different?"

I spoke quietly, even though his question was likely rhetorical.
"You're real."
As quickly as I spoke, he came toward me,
slapping his hand on the car beside my shoulder.
"You sure 'bout that?"

I wasn't.