Sunlight is no longer useful to me
As it burns my tired eyes
Darkness suits me,
And I wear it around my frail body
As an invisibility cloak.
I find solace in the empty streets
The inky black shadows are no threat
But a comfort.
I do not fear these places
Like I used to,
As my biggest fear has come true..
I lost you, so how can anything come close to scaring me after the agony of watching you leave.
I am beyond terror.
I travel in solitude,
For there is no longer your warm hand to hold.
This city is unfamiliar in the dark,
I know the streets so well,
But now each place holds mystery
Morphing by the minute into unknown territory
Yet to be explored
I have no purpose to these nightly wanderings
No destination to reach
And no person to see
Yet I need to go where my feet or wheels take me.
I liken myself to a rat .. Scurrying along searching for scraps of something decomposing to survive
And my survival is in merging with the night
Waiting til humans are asleep in their warm beds
Until the last drunken rambler has staggered away
And I am the only one left, it seems.
I am an I again, there is no us,
The us I knew has died
And I have died too.
Which is why I am resonating with the night.
The place where the ghosts of lost souls meet.
Pass through me as my body is now hollow and made of cloth.
I am my mourning clothes yet they barely contain my soul.
It is my soul that leads me to wander
Down these winding streets.
Summer is no longer my season of choice..
Hybernation is the name of the game
Until the moon returns and circles around me
And calls me to her.
I live by the cycle of the moon.
This void of emptiness my dwelling place, my home…
Is my ceiling,
The houses my walls
The pavement my carpet…
This is my new home…
now that you are gone.