We knock on doors to find if there is someone on the other side.
Lately I've heard knocking.
Desperately wondering if I am still there.
But I haven't responded in the fear of having to admit that no one's here now.
No one is behind the door anymore.
I am just a voice.
And there is nothing left to look for.
Just an empty room and a body.
-Percy
Aug 20, 2023
Aug 20, 2023 at 1:06 PM UTC
We knock on doors to find if there is someone on the other side.
Lately I've heard knocking.
Desperately wondering if I am still there.
But I haven't responded in the fear of having to admit that no one's here now.
No one is behind the door anymore.
I am just a voice.
And there is nothing left to look for.
Just an empty room and a body.
-Percy
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