Hall of Dead Friends....

Hall of Dead Friends Damned Forever

By Cory L.W. Clark

Walking down this accursed path

Lit by dead lights that offer no hope

The world above me

Seen as guillotines above my head

I wait for my world to come down on me

The floor is a perfect mirror

That I see my own self in

All of it blackened and cold to step on

On the walls of this broken hallway

Mirrors lined up one by one

Showing the reflections of my friends

Some of them are pure and bright

Some of them cracked and fallen

Their broken glass litters the floor

That corrodes the mirror of myself below

Where I step on them

The pain of what remains of their friendship

Stays forever, their pain can't be undone

Their damage dealt, the pain reigns supreme

Over my decimated mind...

I look over my shoulder to see the darkness behind me

My deathly past of shattered mirrors

I can only keep walking until I reach the end

Will my world crash down on me?

Or will I walk on this broken glass

This broken friendship

Forever onwards

Every step further is another step

Into my darkness, corruption

I see the reflections of my betrayers

The reflection of friends never meant to be

I conjure what little energy remains

Regenerate my morals one more time

I slam my fist against it's shining surface

Leave cracks and let the pieces fall

Break the mirror I once wished to see

And to see hope and light falsified

Brings me to tears more

Than the pain of traversing the pain

Of twisted friendships that ended

So abruptly, so painfully....

I see the end now, one grand mirror

Who will fill it's spot inside me?

It's showed me my false hope hundreds of times

Only to leave a grand crack

A chasm taking up the space left for my hope

It's stealing life and adding to my hate

It's sealing my mind and my blackened fate

I journey back down the hall of broken mirrors

Push through the darkness searching

For the shards of 1,000 broken mirrors

Of broken friendships

Of that which has failed me and left me in pain

To help heal the lightbringer

The grand mirror

And push together

A little hope for this ended mind.

I try so hard to rebuild my lovely lifegiver

But nobody can take the spot of this mirror yet

They've tried and left their mark of failure

Pressing my face against it's cold, faded glass

Letting my tears run down it's dead stare back at me

Begging for this one mirror to finally have an angel inside

To look at me with the purest smile

And let me know that this mirror will never break

Let me know that these guillotines above my head

Will never fall for me

Still this mirror is empty...

My tears run true

While I still step upon the remnants

Of hated memories

Of friends I've left behind

The mirrors that I thought would let me live

I broke before they killed me

Ruin me further inside

Walk further under the sky

That threatens my life in vain

I wait for everything to end soon

Gather these fragments of hate and pain

And carry them back to my hope

My last lifeline

At least keep me busy until my life's over

The echoes blast down this hall

The things that which is broken still screams

Their sounds my memories...

They flood my mind and bounce inside

Reverberate and remain

Haunt what's left of my scarred mind

The sounds of my tears

Matching the pitch of the screams

That come from these broken mirrors

But I'll keep walking

Keep waiting for my hope to come through

Or die waiting

Watching more mirrors shatter to pieces before my eyes

I still feel their screams pushing down the blades above

Making me anxious to see if I'll die in here

If the mirror I see my angel in

Will break apart forever

And unleash this hell from above

Let my world fall on me

To end it all

Add another broken mirror

To the Hall of Dead Friends

The Hall of the Accursed Damned Souls.....