The Empty Hall

She quietly paces the hall. Gentle tears stream down her face As she stares at a blank white wall. The doctor steps out to make the final call. Her heart begins to pound and race As she quietly paces the hall. She ignores all And she tries to accept this dreadful fate As she stares at a blank white wall. Crumpling her tissue into a ball. She thinks about her long lost soul mate And quietly paces the hall/ Her eyelids droop and she yawns As it gets to be very late But she just stares at a blank white wall. She ignores all As the nurses watch her wait. They watch her pace the hall As she stares at the blank white wall.