Echo's in the Alley

my mind repeats the image every day I think of you puddles of pain splash as I walk past a dark and empty space. my mind is like a city, and the only guide that gets me through is a shadow of myself it struggles to keep up with me. as I try to hide from all the thoughts I don't want to hear. in this city, we have dogs holding his guts up in the light we have blood red eyes from life walk of the shame like an echo, thers only you to blame. screaming doesn't really do too much when all you have is such and such no one here to hear you plead, so something in you needs to change this backpack that I carry can not be near as heavy as another someone but in this mindscaped ally, the cat scratches, and the loneliness kinda gets to you. with every step alone, you recalculate the truth wait a minute, is that another voice, is that mine, maybe I investigate.