Fading Glow

Streetlights bleed a lonely orange haze tonight,
Another ghost in the concrete, fading from the light.
Cracked pavement whispers tales of silent dread,
Of forgotten faces, stories left unsaid.

This fading glow, it mirrors back my soul,
Another night alone, losing all control.
Underneath the neon, where the shadows crawl,
Just the city's breath, catching as I fall.

Rusting rebar ribs against the skyline grey,
A silent scaffold, watching dreams decay.
The labyrinth unwinds, a choke-hold on the chest,
No easy rest, just endless, weathered test.
A silent crack in the plaster, tells its own bleak truth,
About the wasted years, the unspent youth.

We chase the phantom echo, in this concrete tomb,
Searching for a flicker, to break the growing gloom.
The city breathes its burden, a heavy, quiet sigh,
Beneath the fractured sky.

Just the hum of wires, a whisper from the past,
This lonely dread, designed to always last.