Inspiration, Again.

Turn left, turn right; in the dark.
You get lost, your eyes try to refocus.
The night is still dark, you're not a cat.
Cat's see in the night, humans can't.
Look right, look left; for the landmark you abandoned.

Chase the light of the moon, the stars, the shooting stars, or the street lights.
Can't illuminate the light, there's still to little sight.
Bite your lip, the fear of being lost takes a grip.
Skip the corner, turn back.
Is there something you missed?
No, it's just the dark
like a plague
it haunts
the night of your imagination.