Dusk

The skies are grey, and I've been walking all day. Waiting in the clouds, shadows raining down on me. I smile in the dark. No one can see me. I look into the eyes and they hold back their tears. The stars were shining a moment back, they left me a trail. I reach out to touch them. The spark is gone, the light burns no more. A promise that was, near perfection; that was, unkept. It still lingers within. The dust in my eyes blinds my sight. Dance and twirl ends it all. And I leave behind a wake of agony, grief, desolation. Life vanishes without a trace. Hope surfaces in an instant, the moors are wild with despair. Signs are long lost. The night is mine, and mine alone. I can hear the music, it still plays in me.