Just putting it out there... THE DARK ALLEY... The dark alley; The desperate beating of a heart. She's Alone; Petrified and yet composed Somewhere in the distance she hears music- Soft, slow music-bringing back the Memories- Just for a moment-then she is back; Inside her-things fall apart. Dreams shatter; Drowning in a Puddle of Sorrow; Reality sinks in-and she weeps-weeps like a baby. Like a hungry baby; for love, comfort, security--Answers. For a place called Home. Alone in the alley. The place begins to cave in, becoming smaller, Making it hard for her to breathe. She turns-only to find darkness. The Dead End. It was hard—she could have done so much. She longs to run-run-out of life. ~*~ whadya think?