No Name Yet 2

I am a night-walker,

Stalking the darkened streets in thought alone.

I walk alone, keeping to myself,

Unintentionally harming those I most wish to keep from harm.

I lay entangled in mine own sheets,

Staring up with sleepless eyes.

I'm not who I once was,

And I hate who I've become.

Yet, I shy away from the fear of the unknown,

Of who I might be in the future.

I'm drowning in anger each and every day,

Pretending everything's alright.

I can't seem to hold my life together,

It's slowly crumbling around me.

Is there a light at the end of this tunnel?

I fear I've gone blind in the darkness.

Author's Note

The need to walk outside at night after being depressed caused this.