Alone

Alone At night, I saw the silence. Over the streetlights, I saw the darkness. I walked, never knowing. I always walked... I had to walk. The dreams started to take shape. The shape never satisfied me until one day. I recorded that day. Atrocious never left and still lives. I mixed ideas and directions, and it never left. The dreams slowly faded, but not the memory. torn the mind apart. The scar is only in me. Outside, it vanished, like the dream. The chest tightens, squeezing, forcing the salty water. I feel it, but it’s not worthwhile anymore. I feel more alone every day.