Empty voices echoing through empty halls,
Silent pain inside these silent walls,
Hopeless souls stuck in these hopeless rooms,
Between all these pretty flowers that don't bloom.
Dust on the mantelpiece. We're all dead.
Being here for too long can drive one mad.
Cobwebs near the fireplace, monsters hide.
You might pretend not to be scared, but that's just pride.
The maze of ways and paths will get you lost,
Before getting into this, did you know the cost?
What are you going to do when you are all alone?
You'll never find the way out of this house of stone.
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Time To Go: A Poetry Collection
PoetryAway we go, to a place we've never been to before. I am flying, and these poems are the feathers on my wings. And it's time to go on adventures. Highest Ranking: 104 in Poetry (Thank you Wattpad!)
