This has got nothing to do with anything really, well no it has..just realsied how that sounded. yeh it has. but been trying to write it for weeks and weeks..dont think its done but its a start.. Alone. In this strange city, Wind eats at my face - No coat. No. Left it. Freeze before morning comes? No. Don't think. Bones, teeth chattering. Shiver. Deserted - Wrong turning. These walls graffiti'd, Barred windows. Cage. Metal. Keep them in? Out? Who? That man, Across the street. Snarls - animal He's following, Crossing, Faster, Faster, No. Don't run Calm. It isn't happening - nothing's real. Destination - another disappointment Nowhere. Alone on this night In this strange city Home- My warm flat, my cosy duvet, People all around, not strangers, they have faces But its the same. Same fear. Alone.