The bus drives down an empty street,
A man staggers home with two left feet,
Blue lights twinkle in the far distance,
As the woman wonders about her existence.
How quiet the town becomes at twilight,
We fear the monsters that lurk in the night,
Uncertainty of what creeps in the shadows,
A woman worries if these are appropriate clothes.
Silence slithers through the same familiar ground,
He is happy waiting for the perfect victim to surround,
No one around will listen when she cries out in pain,
The woman’s life will forever feel this very strain.
A burden she will carry with her through it all,
Times will be that tough she will fail to crawl,
Horrified at what the darkness could send her way,
This woman continues to fear it until this day.