living through hallways of the past
surviving those remnants that last
my soul recoiled with fear, so fast...

and the mind haunted by outlived ghosts
from a closet filled and long ago closed
my soul crying from painfully long roads...

had my 'share' of heartache that breaks and shakes,
suffering that's shuttering and mind-numbing,
anxieties that are self-defeating and all-reaching,
and worn out shoes that carry the blues of all of (you)

reliving old nightmares from days gone by
surviving as I crumble into my shell and cry
my soul washed out with tears as I lie...

and the mind taunted by wandering screams
from echoes of long outdated dreams
my soul recoiled from darkness flowing in streams...

slowly... slowly... my soul rejoiced from whimsical means...
-S.M.