I can feel your hesitation, as your hand pauses on the doorknob
A solitary, shaky breathe, as your steel ended nerves, turn
And push, letting the door swing open, cautiously waiting, for
The darkness to recede, the blackness to slowly creep back, into hiding
Your outward, sharp cry, resounds in the stillness, as you gaze
Upon the of dust, and stagnation, of this empty heart
Cobwebs and gray filtered light keep watch over this air of emptiness

The floor moans in agony, announcing your arrival, as you approach
The center of the room
my solitude
You expect to feel loneliness, sadness
But oddly you feel nothing, there is nothing left in this room to feel Shhh
Something stirs, a sound in the distance, voices, commotion, something
Is coming, you feel terrified, you begin to panic, you run, never looking back
Leaving the emptiness
*completely intact