The Unknown

I was walking home from work one evening and saw my shadow stretched across the pavement from a dim light behind me. In that moment, just before I walked out of the glow, I recognized my fear wasn't of the dark, or even what may lurk inside it, but rather the simple gut-wrenching reality of the unknown.

As I walk farther, farther from the light

I wish my shadow had eyes

To see through the dark and find me the other side

I don't fear strangers, or things that growl and bite

Like today they'll pass me right by

Its in a subtle rustle then quiet still of night

Time of death, emptiness

A final breath with no goodbye kiss

What awaits beyond our final dance?

Does a future child hold a fighting chance?

Iron walls or irony surround

the purpose searching for what to be

We've built so many stepping stones yet

Feelings blind or reason to the unknow

As I walk farther, farther in this life

The more these wrinkles define

As my own mortality and gravity intertwine

I don't fear falling, slowly losing my mind

or finding fees on this ride

Its in the back of the paper, front of a stone dash line