I brood with the silence and company of these squeaky floor boards that crack with every step I take
I pace these dark hallways in search for something to look forward to
A friend, lover, family or history
As the shadows blanket me like a weak child
I realized that this darkness is home
The bleak realization of discovery hits me
My ignorance guided me through these compressed walls
But the beauty of this darkness is that everything and anything is undiscovered
With every bump, crack or gap I come across
I learn something new
And for once
I feel purpose in this undiscovered world