The Ghost in the Dirty Window


the wind howls outside the dirty windows 
as the lost souls howl inside them

trapped

the noise is unbearable
it pounds in your ears 

the sound of despair 
fills the dusty hallways 

utter hopelessness 
that overwhelms your senses 

and soon 

you are howling with them 
the time that has passed 

is lost on you

soon you are trapped with them 
stuck 

inside the grubby rooms
left to wander those dusty hallways 

and peer with a dead look on your face
out of those dirty windows. 

you are one of them now
and there is no escape. 



 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

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    And full of grubby thumb 


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    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

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