Western Haikus

Thoughts cloud my mind like sky-scra-pe-rs staring back at me.
And so I ask th-e-m,
"How could you watch our ci-ty burn to the ground?"
Black pave-m-ent, bro-ken lights.
Eve-ry-on-e is look-ing for me t-o-night. To-ni-gh-t.

I'm not hi-ding o-ut, I'm far a-way.
I'm not hi-ding o-ut, I'm far a-wa-ay-y.