Into the night

 

In that stark, bare room,

I sat as the dark was consumed

by the glare of the saddened moon.

In the shimmering light

I fought back fear,

fight or flight,

I wanted to run,

but I was staying the night.

Could I still slay the demons

if they were just out of sight?

In this city, where dreams

could come true,

I realised that, so too

could nightmares,

as I slipped into dreams,

visions of piercing blue eyes.

 

In that empty pit,

regency architecturt,

now crumbling flaky bits,

worn rooms too small to sit,

I felt a pang of regret.

Far from home,

I thought if I fled,

I'd leave fears at home,

all comfortably tucked up in bed,

but they came along for the journey,

meeting some friends along the way.

So, here I was so far away,

with only my monsters 

to keep me company.

 

In that decrepit dive

I set out into the rain,

I set foot on the cobbled streets,

aching limbs burning heat,

the strain tearing muscles

twisting and pulling,

whilst the echoing voices

fill up my brain

but I persevere,

letting the streets share with me

the wonders, their secrets,

letting the city breathe new life,

and the moon above 

giving me comfort.

I strode alone, into the night.

 

 

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