Night Walker

Dripping blood red spires of light
disappear as the sun creeps behind blue mountains
And all sounds seem to grow darkly silent
as the mist billows over the ground
In the eerie twilight all is forgotten

As the white globe punctures the darkness
Shadows grow and become menacing
Yet a strange calmness comes over me

Pinpoints of iridescent light appear,
if only to guide my way
Leading me ever closer to the haunting glow of the moon
With the crickets incessant chirping throbbing in my head

Wandering aimlessly through the open field
Feeling more free with every step
It ends

I awake from my ever-present dream
Relishing in the fact that the night is my only friend
Though I lose it every time I open my eyes

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