Dark circles around her eyes
She’s so afraid
Running up the stairwell at night
She’s wide-awake
She’s stalked by the shadows of her past
There’s no escape
Her very touch conjures darkness

Leaning over the divide
Distant moving cars and street lights
She reaches out, she feels alive
The cold night is her time, her time

Sun rises scorching eyes
A memory for how she spent thе night
Watching the teenage jerks tag signs
To thе tune of honking cars and street fights

Leaning over the divide
Distant moving cars and street lights
She reaches out, she feels alive
The cold night is her time, her time