A Castle of Dissapated Memory
Another empty hall
Passed through,
Paced down through nights dismal dismay.
And winding turrets scaled sky high
Only to find my dying dreams have died
In disparity I ponder my lost,
Yet ever steady gait in which I wander
If those that do aren't always lost
Then those not lost never explore
Oh why, bells turrets, hallways and doors
And I don't know what way is which anymore.
Guilt guilded games
Sparked by slithering stealthy striking searprnts
I ask them
Where I am
But better yet
The question who am I?
