man made stars

I roam the streets late at night, devoid of hope, devoid of feeling. The calm of the night chills me; it pacifies me. Perhaps the silence is why the night is so alluring, so seductive. The quiet calm is too loud for me to ignore. Take me away, envelop me into your velvety arms; into infinite calmness. Street lights so blaringly bright only heighten the deep darkness that awaits each and every one of us. I despise the light that exposes me and opens me for the world to see. Into the night of mystery I flee only to find myself hiding from myself. There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to run. Time's falling away and I am still here waiting in the shadows to find myself.