Hallways : Gray Egress

Today, the world seems cold and gray.
I hope it doesn’t stay that way –
It chills me to my very bone,
A creature, silent and alone

And colden days come back to me
Gray hours by a churning sea
I’d stare into uncaring waves
And dream of her I longed to see

Another gray time now I view:
An autumn day that we once knew
You told me you must go away
The painful words I knew were true

So here again, amidst the gray
Another cold, indifferent day
I shiver, slightly, deep in thought
And travel towards what destiny
Has wrought

Hallways : Dream Corridor

I see a hallway in my dreams,
I’m often back there in the night;
I do not know to where it leads,
I fear to travel down it,
But I might –

For loneliness, like empty halls,
Surrounds us on the best of days;
And beckons us to who-knows-where,
To finery, or maybe
Vain displays –

For nothing in this hallways seems
Quite grand enough, or really right:
But still, my wanderlust it feeds,
I wander, ever further,
Every
Night

Hallways : Crumbling House

The arrogance of avarice
Is known to all humanity,
And yet, it hasn’t slowed a bit,
No decrease in cupidity

As every day, we read again,
Of twisted, dark, venality:
But empty and esurient
We bumble toward mortality

Here in the houses of the dead
We see the sheer insanity
Of filling days with emptiness
And shallow dreams
And vanity