Submissions by The_Teenage_Poet

Empty Hallways


In these empty hallways
I hear the soft steps of lonely feet -


In these empty hallways
I hear soft sobs and weeps


In these empty hallways
I see something, but it do not return my gaze -


I only see death in its eyes
I only hear despair in its cries


This place is a brick walled prison
Where these people seem so foreign


The exit door is the only beacon of light
In this dark and endless night.

To me this life isn’t about how you feel right now

Its all about how you think about near the end.
Will you be happy? Or will you think of people that you still wish to befriend?

When you think back to the early days, will you want to re-live the weekend?
Or will you wish to stop the nightmare, and to put the pain to an end?

Because what goes around, comes around
So if you choose to make others lives a hell, you surely are hell bound yourself

So just be happy with life, and take what you can get
Don’t care what others think, and don’t live...