It was glittering in the empty room
Every step gets me out of the gloom
still walking, unconsiciously behind thw whispers
a door unguarded and opened
whispers turn out to be coming from behind the door
i'm not moving but i think it's the floor
now the door is closing in every inch i get close
all i could do is watch it from miles away
then the door exploded and pushed me away
with open eyes i know it's only in my head
because i'm not dreaming and i'm squeezing the pen and my fingers are now red
i read the words out load
it's a new poem coming out
