I always wanted to walk down that dark alley,
with the gunshot holes in the brick walls
and words so unseemly that I can't
recall ever using them myself.

I always wanted to see if there
were any blood stains on the
concrete walkway mixed in
with all the garbage we leave behind
as we delude ourselves in modern
luxuries and technologies.

I always wanted to see if I
could survive that trip through
that dark alley late at night.

For my youth has already been stolen,
my dreams trampled and I see the young
being preyed upon each day
with visions of bulimia while
being told sex is all there is.

I see society degrade and ask why
should I care. So I will take the
walk down that dark alley today
and see who else seemingly cares.