in the cold and lonely hallway

(picture by courtesy of Suzana Maria)

the smell of the past wafted

through the chilly hallway

it ambushed my mind

with dusty memories

painted in black and white

you felt some old limp spirits waddled

along the cold floor

their blackened tongues licked your ears

and whispered the darkest lie 

your hopes for the kind air dwindled

withered in the evening sky

you tried to shout for help

no one heard you

not even those wandering souls

gave you a damn

and the cold wind blew your hair

it played the hoary curtains

hanging on the wrecked ward's door

made a mock at your fear

as the air wailed in the emptiness

here,

in the old lonely hallway

that led you 

to the other side

...