Nails For Breakfast, Tacks For Snacks

The night is too harsh,
The stars have gone dark,
Shadows and monsters are marked,
There is nothing left but to run away,
Footsteps fade, they just can't stay,
All the creepy things have come out to play.

Blurb

Singing along to the sounds of the city,
Trying to make the world so much clearer,
It does not really matter if no one can hear,
I am drowning myself with sober thinking.