The Wrong Side Of The Street

Footsteps sound louder

when they are unknown—

not just sound,

but something behind it.

Heavy,Watching,Waiting.

Shadows may give us strength;

but when they carry no name,

they bring a different kind of cold.

Street lights weren't bright enough

to remove the darkness ,

The night had..

Even the moon doubted itself—

distant, yes,

safe, maybe…

but unsure if it should shine

or hide.

Narrow roads are more terrifying than narrow minded people, because they led somewhere or, nowhere

To run from an alley alone

is to gamble with shadows.

A way to hell…

or just survived.

No beautiful trees,

no soft blooming flowers

can beautify an alley

where beasts breathe

Hopes can turn into,

Screams anytime

Having normalised this is

not normal

The only counsel I leave behind is to;

Walk where the light still dares to burn.

Because regret

never forgets your footsteps.