Dark

Entering the unknown,
I walk slowly, silently,
hoping no one will see.
Such silence is wrenching.

Pale faces stare from beyond
wondering when sound will prevail.
I still walk with torture
hoping no one shall hear.

I grasp at hope,
but nothing reaches my hands.
False hope prevails once again.
I walk along hoping no one shall
touch me as I can't seem to understand
myself.

Fear closes my eyes for I can't deal with
who I really am. I shiver at the thought of being myself for judgment
shall overcome.
Fear hardens my feet to the stone floor.
I walk no more.

It is dark; so dreadfully dark.