no where to run,
and no where to go
I feel all alone
struggling for my survival
in a tranquil world
static, narcissistic
my soul's tired
and I long wish to retire
to end this tumult
I feel inside
and surrender
to the fading night
never to wake again.
Apathy, is what I see
everytime light butt-in
and all I feel is being alone
just me alone
grappling for my existence
until the night comfort my dying soul.
