Walking through night

In a fog,
in a haze  
Walking through the black dense night  
Walking through this chilly night frost  
In a daze,
my body tired and heavy  
Wispy haze above me, following me,  
Floating my way  
As I count the golden
Overhead street lights  
One by one  
They twinkle yellow  
Circular bubbles glowing at me  
From above they seem to pop  
Like my tired eyes,  
Watering now  
Staring too much at  
Floaty yellow outlines
bubbling up again  
Above my head,  
my tired eyes squinting in the light  
Street lamp spotlights repeating themselves  
Guiding my shadow forward