Dark

The lights dimmed, the air weighed. A million eyes pictured the world, and now a big puzzle. Waiting to be solved, pieces found along the streets that accompanied the footsteps. When will the road end, i dare not say yet it will end someday that's for sure. Street lamps too dimmed, encountered many known dead-ends deep behind that alley. Yet, hope was what carried the young adventurer through; foolishly to fool's end. Matter of life and death yet to highers a game of monopoly. Of all such twisted lame ideals, may there be some fun in it or at least, worth the time wasted.