Down the hallway
Threading
My way through the darkness
Empty space all around
Trying to move but I
Keep falling down
Reaching out
But there is nothing to hold
Fear sharp as pain
A feeling so old
Down and out now
Futilely
Trying to make it right
Believing in nothing
Clinging to something
That doesn’t exist
Nothing to hold me
Nothing to touch
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