The Wall

I'm so tired. The darkness is swallowing me whole. There is nowhere I feel safe, there is no one I run to. The empty hallway in my mind, echoes my only company. My shadow walks me to that door at the end. Holding the hand of the ghost. The light is long gone now. Every window is shut there's no star no glimmer no reflection. This is the closest I will get to peace. I'm nearly to the door now. I'm bleeding all over the floor trailing to freedom. I'm ripping away as the clock ticks, it's nearly time.