A cold, empty tune
Haunting the night's halls
Singing a forgotten lullaby
Of an old farewell
The empty echo
Carrying a lonely song
Goodbye, my dear
For I must be gone
A dead whisper of the wind
Singing down the corridors
The silent threat
That lingers evermore
YOU ARE READING
Until I Fall
PoetryJust a collection of poetry that I write. Yes, it's just another collection of poetry written by another angsty teenager. Sorry I'm not a professional and I don't have as much life experience, but I really don't care. I'm just going to write. I coul...
