Future Conclusion

Through the dull, dark corridors
I run and cry
Feet clatter the ground
But no blink of an eye.

No action, no movement
From the ghosts through the wall
My heart begins to ache
To my knees, I crawl.

No-one utters a word
As I run on past
A few steps more
But I will need to be fast.

Destination is reached
Through the entrance I go
Breathing rate increases
A fake smile to show.

Lying completely motionless
My heart breaks in two
A memory to keep forever...
The last time I saw you.

copyright, L.Farrell