Driving into the night

we are strangers
driving into the night
we act like soldiers
stroking the pain
only then to
hide the blisters.
there's a place
we might call home
but it's too silent
and too cold.
we are strangers
driving into the night
we battle our lives away
and fake what's left.
i see you're driving
to the left of it all.
i'm still driving
into the night
they say i'm diving
they say i'm dying
but i don't feel the pain.