Shadows in the Fog

Fog rolls in slow, swallowing the street

Moon hanging crooked like it’s missing a beat

Dust in my lungs, something stalking beneath

Every shadow twitches like it’s learning to breathe

Silence bends, breaks—whispers start to creep

The night cracks open, nothing’s ever asleep

Smoke creeping, alley teeth gnashing, the grindstone

Flesh on the pavement, red moon the milestone

Steps echo louder, spine's a xylophone

Chill of the whispers, they gnaw at the bone

Graveyard's tongue, it speaks in decay

Wolves sing a hymn to the hunter's prey

Crows on the wire, heads tilt, dismay

Shadows stretch long, night eats the day

Run, run, shadows close in tight

Cold breath rising, swallowing the light

No truth, just lies, in the dead of night

You turn—but nothing there is ever right

Broken glass symphony, cuts through the hush

Veins run cold, life’s a fragile brush

Streetlights flicker, in the devil’s clutch

The city’s a wound, and it bleeds too much

Rotten breath of the night, it’s the ghost’s domain

Footsteps like knives, slicing through the rain

Sins leave stains, can’t scrub the pain

Every corner whispers the same refrain

Run, run, can't shake the air

Cold claws gripping, life's a snare

No faces, just masks, in the devil's lair

You blink, they're gone—were they even there?

Fog thins out, but the fear remains

Footsteps echo like ghosts in chains

Shadows retreat, but they keep your name

Night fades slow, nothing feels the same

You breathe again—but deep inside you know

Where the darkness waits… you’ll someday go