I approached the shadowed corridor,
Leaving a piece of me behind.
Never succombing to it’s allure before,
Trying to maintain my peace of mind.
Wrapped in pride, this invisible sin,
My sleeves in neon lights.
My excursion and where it begins,
I must improvise through the night.
I keep my head, despite it’s loss,
Burden can’t collapse my shoulders.
My eyes fixed upon this albatross,
My emotions become colder.