Fading Echoes

A room of shadows, whispers low. The clock just

ticks, but time won't go. Curtains sway like they're alive.

Yet here I sit, barely survive. The air is thick,

it holds its breath. Feels like I'm drowning in my chest.

Fading echoes. Calling my name. Chasing ghosts. It's all the same.

Hold me now or let me break. I'm just a ripple on

this lake. A photograph that's torn in two. Smiles erased,

they once were true. Raindrops trace the window's skin. Outside's a storm,