As the shadows of night gathered around me slowly
The blaring silence broken, startled an inspiration
While I turned to ponder looking at my darkened door
A sound of a distant handle turning down the corridor
Opening door ajar and parallax voices filled the air
Lofting, trespassing, invaded my four walls of space
The unwanted egress took me from my imagination
A technique of wild, abstract creation forever gone
Infuriated by the cackles of bellowing evil laughter
My heart pounding till I could feel my blood flowing
Till burning embers of rage filled the depths of my soul
As the jackals vehemence of footfalls passed my door
The darkness I peer into as seem so absolute and still
But the endless noise pouring from the corridor thunders
I stood unmerciful to free my abysmal loneliness once more
Only to soak in the sound of fading footsteps along the corridor
By Melissa McMahan ©