timid steps shuffle across cold floors
your trembling voice still carries the load
empty eyes dart frightened through the hallway
a scared child locking onto the unreachable
in futile attempts to sleep and forget
inside these walls you hide from life
behold this museum for a grand existence
the final bastion of squandered chances
day after day you long for escape
and always run back into this hell
you chase the illusion of salvation
the beast that only you can tame
(2022)
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