Walking down the empty street
Feeling it's silence creeping,
Speeding up faster and faster
Trying to escape the quiet loneliness
The one thing scarier than the night
A thing much scarier than the dark,
Is losing yourself and no one noticing
Notices as you sink deeper and deeper, like animals in tarpits,
All you are feeling is the quiet of your mind
Far more frightening than the quiet o this street
I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs
Screaming for help, someone please save me.