Each footstep echoes through the hallway;
from some unseen and restless soul.
Lost and alone, it’s here to stay.
Peace inside, it doesn’t know.
A frantic child, an angry beast who cannot rest.
It seeks relief from the horrors of life.
Like a baby bird fallen out of its nest.
Is left to die in its strife.
Its anger rages in shadows on the wall;
creating terror among the living.
Expressing the baggage of its fall.
The nightmare keeps reliving.





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