Do you hear the haunting echoes?
They whisper through the walls,
Cries and calls of distortion
Flowing gently in empty halls.

They whisper, through the walls
As flower petals curl, peeling away.
Flowing gently in empty halls,
Like the lightest breath of spring.

As flower petals curl, peeling away
Faded paint flakes slowly fall.
Like the lightest breath of spring,
On my skin the echoes crawl.

Faded paint flakes slowly fall,
Revealing all my hidden shame.
On my skin the echoes crawl
Enveloping me in words of hate.

Revealing all my hidden shame
To you, the voices call.
Enveloping me in words of hate,
You crumpled me into a ball.

To you the voices call
"Another permanent mistake"
You crumpled me into a ball,
To waste, with things you could have erased.

-SLuR