You could look at her
And never really see...

The night you came home,
Smile plastered on your face...

Feet pounding on the asphalt.
Heart racing...

Silence reigns in the playground.
Her flashlight pierces the darkness...

Darkness invades the sky as black clouds form.
Shadows dance in the distance, silhouettes...

Silence reigns in the street, abandoned.
Darkness envelops its arms around the city...

Trapped within my past, twisted metaphors.
Haunted by the horrid memories, painted black...

Looking into the house, its windows shielding the...
Curtains pulled across them, sealing its reality...

Red bleeds into the canvas' pale background.
Black stains the painting's melancholy...

Rehearsing her lines once more, she heads for the...
Once the curtains open, she becomes the character...

Ink bled from her pen, her pain transformed into...
She filled her diary with her emotions...

Memories fade into the distant past,
As her feet pound the warm asphalt...