Jumping wall to wall
Playing an intricate game of tag.
I lie here alone thinking of pasts and new beginnings.
Of all the things that could have been
And all the things that may be.
Of the promises made and hearts broken
After hope being instilled into them.
I lie here alone,
In the darkness and emptiness,
Until they swallow me whole
And there is nothing left
But an empty vessel.
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