Confessions of A Dark Road

There she goes, walking towards her dream. It's in clear sight, yet still so blurry. The moon light hits her face. What a sight to see. She's blind to her truth, doesn't want to face reality. So she wanders at night like a rodent in the street, moving in darkness, letting the lights from the cars lead. She wonders if the world in her mind exists or is it only imaginary? As she fades into the shadows of her own mind's misery.