queen

As I fade into the nothingness of the night
step by step, accepting the darkness
further out of sight

all alone, but my phone and music
the bass hammering down my brain
guiding me somewhere, in this unknown terrain

of the night, where nothing is to be seen
maybe the stars are the traitors
kidnapping you to the residence of the queen.

The lights of the station slowly fading away
I hear my train leaving
on this summer evening, somewhere late in may.

I feel her watching
her guards closing me in
to catch me, and sacrifice me to her king

But my music, the traitress
makes my feet dance in an unexpected direction
guiding me further, aimlessly.

So I escaped the danger,
expectant to the next danger ahead,
and fade again, into the nothingness of the night.