I walked through the ruin of shattered dreams,
A place where the night unravelled at seams,
The darkness split into endless streams,
I ran as my hope began to scream,
The moon flickered like a dying flame,
And I was left, with none to blame.
I walked where the road forked into two,
A path of light and a path of blue,
I couldn’t tell which one was true,
I ran as the night around me grew,
The stars above had dimmed to none,
And the road ahead had just begun.
I walked through the echoes of a past forgotten,
Where memories flickered, like whispers begotten,
Each step I took felt painfully rotten,
I ran as my future seemed so uncertain,
The past clawed back, a shadowed face,
And I ran, seeking a different place.
I walked where the night had no end in sight,
Where the air was heavy and the moon was bright,
But the trees, they watched me with greedy delight,
I ran as their eyes burned through the night,
Their silent mouths whispering lies,
As I ran from the truth they disguise.
I walked on a trail, lost and alone,
The path unseen, the trees had grown,
Into towers of shadow, their roots like stone,
I ran as the winds began to moan,
The forest sighed, its breath a curse,
The night, a story reversed.
I walked as the darkness began to speak,
Its voice a murmur, haunting and sleek,
I tried to listen, but it felt so weak,
I ran as its words became bleak,
Each step I took was laced with dread,
I ran to escape what the dark had said.
The long and scary night, at last, began to fade,
As dawn's first light broke the night's cold blade,
I walked from the shadows, my spirit unafraid,
I ran toward the light, the night betrayed,
But the echoes of fear would still remain,
A shadow of the long night’s reign.
I walked through the echoes of a past forgotten,
Where memories flickered, like whispers begotten,
Each step I took felt painfully rotten,
I ran as my future seemed so uncertain,
The past clawed back, a shadowed face,
And I ran, seeking a different place.
I walked where the night had no end in sight,
Where the air was heavy and the moon was bright,
But the trees, they watched me with greedy delight,
I ran as their eyes burned through the night,
Their silent mouths whispering lies,
As I ran from the truth they disguise.
I walked on a trail, lost and alone,
The path unseen, the trees had grown,
Into towers of shadow, their roots like stone,
I ran as the winds began to moan,
The forest sighed, its breath a curse,
The night, a story reversed.
I walked as the darkness began to speak,
Its voice a murmur, haunting and sleek,
I tried to listen, but it felt so weak,
I ran as its words became bleak,
Each step I took was laced with dread,
I ran to escape what the dark had said.
