I am of the night
A faded memory that permeates the air
A nocturnal creature at home in the dark
From the shadows, I can see the light continue to flow through your veins
The ghost of your smile still haunts me deep inside
Doubt takes the form of a worm burrowed into my brains
A permanent mark leaving the most painful of stains
I feel lost in a maze of my own creation, not completely sure if I even wish to escape
I am of the Moon up so high
I look down upon you with bitter remorse
I know how this game works
No matter what I do, no matter where I go, there’s always the guilt that follows
Like a wraith I hide from everyone I knew, vanishing as quick as my form had appeared
They are nothing but strangers to me now
But you…You are too familiar a face
Sometimes, I cannot even bear the most fleeting glimpse
I suppose it’s better to forget
So goodbye, farewell, have a nice day
I am of the night
A specter drifting away