The streets are dark,
Shrouded in fog…
Cold and empty.
I walk alone—
shrouded in midnight.
My thoughts are almost
As dark as the streets.
I find myself drifting…
Looking for something
I don’t understand.
Demons stalk the shadows—
Or are they only in my mind?
I am broken,
Shattered in a million pieces.
I find myself falling…
Slipping beneath the surface
Of the world into the darkness.
Drifting for eternity.