Alone
Silence echos down the hall;
Footsteps quietly whisper as they pass.
The empty spaces are filled;
with the deafening silence at hand.
Alone;
It's quiet, silent;
as the grave.
Dreams, ideas, thoughts;
have all escaped me, left this place.
They hide in the corners;
afraid, as I, to what might come.
A breeze blows;
cool air, as well as laughter.
How do I find this place;
when I'm in a room full of despair;
without any windows or doors?
Footsteps quietly whisper as they pass.
The empty spaces are filled;
with the deafening silence at hand.
Alone;
It's quiet, silent;
as the grave.
Dreams, ideas, thoughts;
have all escaped me, left this place.
They hide in the corners;
afraid, as I, to what might come.
A breeze blows;
cool air, as well as laughter.
How do I find this place;
when I'm in a room full of despair;
without any windows or doors?