The Dark Street

The dark street He is strong but i ain't, i fear the dim-lit street ahead, who might be the next victim, it is so very hard to tell. I cant loose him by my side, my life's warrant is his presence, the fuel which carries me forward, devoid of which will break me down. What if he is lost in the street, my veins struggle at the thought, life is life when he is there, or else its a matter of breath. Together we'll be till the judgement day, this bond may never get diffused, demons of the darkness beware, take the two bodies together with 'a' soul.