• The Crimson Hallway


    I know I died. I know I did.
    Then what is this I see?
    Crimson hallway with no end,
    doors to each side,
    floating, shimmering.
    I take a step, there is no sound.
    My bare feet feel nothing
    Am I even moving?

    From the darkness you emerge
    Naked, torn, and bleeding.
    Lifeless eyes stare at me
    yet ever closer you come.
    Forced to view your mangled form...
    Can't close dead eyes, I watch and endure.

    Overcome with grief, what have I done?
    Your body fades, I'm left alone.
    Alone to condemn.
    Tears of blood stain the floor,
    I know now why this hall is red.
    I'm left to roam forever on,
    yet I'm never truly alone.
    Guilt and pain will follow me
    like a stormy cloud
    It's rain falls red.




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