The city is different at night,
It’s not as lively or chaotic during the day,
There’s this eerie, strange quietness of the city.
A different world with nearly no one in sight,
Yet there’s potential danger around every corner.
You never know what to expect,
Yet you should expect nearly every possibility in your imagination.
Leave no room for fascination or curiosity,
Especially when you’re alone late at night in the city,
Where nightmares can become reality.
I find myself alone in this city during this time,
I’m patiently waiting for a bus to take me out of this dark world,
And take me to a better place,
A place that I can call home.
Where I can be protected from the dangers of the city.
I long to just go home.
I’m waiting and waiting for the bus to come,
But it seems to be late,
Later than usual.
Why is it taking so long to get here?
How long must I remain in this scary city?
I can’t bear to be here any longer.
I need to get home.
I’m shaking as time continues to pass.
Fear is causing my heart to beat faster and faster,
I’m forgetting how to breathe normally.
I’m sweating and struggling to calm down,
I have to get a hold of myself,
Before someone sees me,
Before someone tries to hurt me,
Just calm down,
Just calm down,
I scream in my mind.
I suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder.
I turn around and see it’s someone in a hoodie.
I move back and try to run away,
But I’m stopped by the person.
I think about fighting the person,
But I lock eyes with the person and stop thinking.
I can’t see the person’s face,
But this person’s eyes were something else.
They were these alluring, gorgeous jewels.
I couldn’t even think about anything else,
I was bewitched by these almost heavenly purple eyes.
The Warfield Zone 