A city of dead ends

Try to avoid the setbacks

pavement slips beneath

covered in cracks

will I fall between the grinding teeth?

build bridges to bypass the gaps

Amble down dark streets

where once music and love would beat their retreat

now only distant hums fill the air

empty pavements of despair

I dream of those days lost in the look of wild eyes

playful smiles and long brown hair - as days turn to night

the hole in the sky where once a star burned bright

now just a black hole devoid of care

the remnants of time like a dripping tear going nowhere

Traipse down twisting turning terraces

byways of bygone days, a maze of misremembered memories

hazy dreams faded into reality

blended cocktail fuelled fantasies

where once the night was our playground

a ship that was soon to run aground

flooding senses with forgotten sounds

the screams shouted to put me down

Flow through the arteries and veins

a city of dead ends

snaking streets, smirking as I slip

let the words of the night tear my heart into strips

tangled spiders web of thoughts

voices that fill me with dread

the sounds of the town drill into my head

I seek a safe space in this world of walking dead

be it the words I read, or the music into which I fled

a field of solitude away from prying eyes

just me and the starlit skies

no ears listening to my pained cries

on the long dark nights

endeavour to replace misguided memories we spent together

with moments of wonder I can cherish forever

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.