Saturday, August 17, 2013

Hallways from my mind

 To the memory of a 15 year old

Silent hallways
Passages of emptiness
No place to stop and rest
Endless walking to nothingness

Don’t run, just walk
One slow insubstantial step
A step to nowhere
I hope is anywhere but here

Yet here is where I am
One step marking time
Everlasting nihilism
In the hallway of my life

Life compressed into four walls
Beige existence monotonous
Silent horror show of rocky normality
Lived in empty passage ways

Parents, people stride straight through me
I have no walls to them
I am their passage way
They have no time to stand with me

I stand in the silent hallway of my life
I speak no word to disturb
Dumb and mute
As empty as the empty hallway of my life

Sometimes it is enough
To survive the emptiness
To trust the current of nothingness
Will carry you to somewhere else

Sometimes, if we are lucky
Passage ways become door ways
Door ways to something

And we can risk leaving the nothingness


  1. I live in awe of poets.

    1. Thank you +Kelly Louise. Except no need to live in awe of this one! lol, just an ordinary bloke trying to hone and practice his skill. Have a wonderful day/evening. Warm Regards