Crush the Dark

Young heartbeat on the cloudy skies

Whispers spin like static in the wire

Every shadow tries to sell me my disguise

but my pulse remembers how to burn like fire I lace the night with steady headlights,

turning trembling into chrome and gold.

When fear gets loud, I turn the volume down.

I won't fold, I choose the bold light.

Counting seconds till the silence bends,