I’m walking down this street
Of my life and all that is me

Houses, deserted, lining each side
Stare blankly through windows of empty eyes

Shattered glass litters the ground
Dreams that were once skyward bound

Towering walls of looming gray
Splashed with graffiti that has nothing to say

Street lights of metal bent and broken
They shine no more and give light to no one

Barren trees claw towards the sky
As wind rushes through them with an eerie cry

Lifting the papers all covered with words
That were long ago uttered but have never been heard

Life and color eternally drained
And now with gray forever stained

Up above clouds linger with rain
Surely this place has seen brighter days

And the sky above rains blood shot tears
For all the joy that once was here

Then the dark it comes down
On this old, empty town

And it fills up this street
Of my life and all that is me