DARK ALLEY

CAUGHT IN A DEEP THOUGHT.
SOMEWHERE IN THE MIDDLE OF NO WHERE.
IT'S ME AND SMOKE.
AND IT DOESN'T DAWN ON ME OF HOW I GOT HERE.

THERE'S A DARK ALLEY WAY.
AS MY FEET BEGIN TO STUMBLE BENEATH ME.
SOMETHINGS WRONG AS THE LIGHTS FLICKER AND GO OUT.
I CAN'T TURN AROUND AND FIND THE STREET.

AND AS MY LEGS FREEZE IN A PUDDLE OF SLUDGE.
STANDING STILL MY SURROUNDINGS ARE CONSTANTLY MOVING.
IN MY DIRECTION, CREEPING.
LOSING THE WILL OF MY OWN MOVEMENT IT'S CONTROLLING.

FORCING ME DOWN A PATH I'M UNABLE TO VIER FROM.
AS IF I'M BEING SUCKED INTO A NIGHTMARE.
I PRETEND I DON'T NOTICE.
BUT IT'S GOT ME IN A SILENT DEADLY STARE.

WATCHING THE OBJECTS EASING BY MY WAY.
STUCK IN A TRANS I SEEM TO BE LOST.
FIGHTING TO GET BACK TO WHAT I KNOW.
YET THE GROUND IS GETTING SOFT.

I'M LOSING MY FOOTING.
TRACTION'S SLIPPING FROM UNDER MY SOUL LESS FEET.
DESPERATELY TRYING TO STOMP MY WAY OUT.
YET LOOKING DOWN, THEY HAVEN'T MOVED A BEAT.

MY CHEST IS THROBBING IN DAMN NEAR PANIC.
I FEEL MY LIFE CHANGING BEFORE MY EYES.
EVERYTHING I'VE EVER KNOWN.
HAS BEEN FORGOTTEN HERE IN THE ALLEY OF DARKENED SKIES.

RATS NIBBLE A PIECE TO TAKE AS THEIR OWN.
AS THE SMELL OF DEFEAT IS LESSENING MY DREAMS.
I FIGURE IF THIS IS THE WAY IT MUST BE.
I MIGHT AS WELL START SWINGING UNTIL MY VERY LAST DYING SCREAM.

BUT THERE IS NOTHING HERE INFLICTING PAIN.
JUST A WEIRD SENSE OF DEMENTIA THAT'S OUT OF WHACK.
TURNING MY MIND FROM A REALITY I WOULD LOVE TO TASTE.
AS I'M DYING TO GET IT BACK.

PINCHING FOR A WAKING IT DOESN'T APPEAR TO HELP.
AS A COOL BREEZE FLOWS FROM THE END OF THE WAY.
DARK AND COLD AS FAR AS MY BREATH BLOWS AS IF I CAN SEE.
THERE'S A DEAD END SOUND, CALLING MY NAME.

SLOWLY GROWING INTO A PIERCING WHISTLE IN MY EAR.
LOUDER AND LOUDER IT SPEAKS IN A TONGUE I DO NOT KNOW.
PULLING ME INTO A HYPNOSIS I'M TO WEAK TO RESIST.
AS A LIGHT FROM BEHIND MY STARTS TO GLOW.

RATTLING THY NERVE OF STEEL I ONCE OWNED.
A LOCOMOTIVE IS COMING MY WAY OUT OF CONTROL, BLARING IT'S HORN.
I FEEL IT PASS TROUGH ME.
AND SOMETHING INSIDE ME HURTS AS IF IT HAS JUST BEEN TORN.

A FIGURE APPEARS WITH IT'S HEAD COCKED SIDEWAYS.
LOOKING IN MY DIRECTION.
I FEEL MY INSIDES START TO SHAKE FROM IT'S SILHOUETTE HAVING IT'S OWN SHADOW.
NOW TREMBLING, SOMETHING IS TRULY WRONG AND I HAVE NO PROTECTION.

TIME IS SPEEDING UP AND SHRINKING THE DISTANCE BETWEEN ME AND MY FEAR.
I STAND TALL AS IF I'M IMMORTAL AWAITING MY TURN.
TO HAVE MY CHANCE AT WHATEVER MAY COME MY WAY.
NOW MY FLESH SINGES, BUBBLES, AND BEGINS TO MELT IN AN OVERWHELMING BURN.

LAUGHTER SPILLS FROM THE CRACKS IN THE CONCRETE.
AND IN HORRORFYING ENJOYMENT IT SEEMS TO LIVE FOR THIS SH!T.
THERE IS NO MOON TO CAST A VISUAL OF MY NEW FOUND FRIEND.
JUST TOTAL BLINDNESS AT THIS POINT, LOSING MY GRIP.

AND ALL IS GOING SOUTH AS I EVER SO SLOWLY BEGIN TO GIVE IN.
SHIVERING FROM THE RAIN NOW DROPPING LIKE ACID ON MY FACE.
PEELING AND SHOWING MY INNER TRUE EMOTIONS.
AS I CAN NOW TASTE THE FLAVOR OF HATE.

I AM AT THE MERCY OF THIS CREATURE'S HANDS.
PATIENTLY WAITING WITHOUT THE DESIRE OF FINDING WHAT IT MAY DO.
HOW MANY WAYS IT CAN FOLD MY MIND.
TEAR MY DOWN AND BREW MY HEART IN IT'S STEW.