Black Night

Anonymous words filling my head,
Chilly breeze from the cold front,
Swarming my way- blowing my hair,
Someone wants to be used by me.

Someone wants to be abused by me,
Electric guitars playing out loud,
Cries from zombies coming near me,
Quickly sprinting- I'm moving along.

Running past the black trees,
Traveling the world and seven seas,
Some of them want to use me,
A blur- I cannot see you clearly.

Hardcore drums near it's climax,
Heads spinning and banging the air,
Dirt underneath my long fingernails,
Kicking against the little rocks.

Everybody is looking for something,
Satisfaction- using people,
Flowers dying as I walk by,
What is wrong with me?