In Those Days
In those days of darkness
My only salvation was a voice
Beckoning, teasing, whispering
The only silence amidst the noise
In those days I lingered
Blindly through corridors
That sole voice guiding
Through my mind’s many floors
I went through various levels
Empty rooms and solid walls
Through this place I’ve traipsed
Bloodied by many falls
Copyright © Aleck Solier | Year Posted 2016
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