Night has fallen on this sleepy little town.when it does u can be found roaming the quiet streets,even though now...as I lay in this dirty allyway. I cannot help but adore the shine of the moon and stars,I used to think that I was safe,I know know that I was not.I recall the feeling of the blade being pushed into my abdomen,the sting.the only thing I can know feel aside from the trickle of warm sticky blood.but the sky is what holds the last bit of my concerns,I wonder if when I die,will I become a star,doubtful i was attacked for money,in this life.when im gone will I be missed,will anyone even remember me?the last thoughts i have before everything fades however is how beautiful the stars are tonight.
