Laying in the endless hallway i look down; I can't see the walls anymore. The holes are gone once again but the knots still there.
I hear your steps
I hear them getting closer
They're firm and strong
They're getting closer
They're getting closer
They're getting closer
But you never came
YOU ARE READING
The void in my head
PoetryWelcome to the void! This will be a place where i will archive my poems. they're not good tho kek
