Abandoned

[lone_wolf_j]

Stepping on this wooden floor
Into this darkened realm
I hear the creaks of fluttered lives
And see the rotting film

The walls are falling inward
The ceiling’s cracked and torn
I don’t know what has happened
Or how this place was born

I go in searching deeper
To see what I can find
The way we all have wondered
What may be left behind

The lives of living footsteps
Once walked these heavy floors
To wonder what they’re up to
And what’s behind closed doors

And now I leave and wonder
About the places we are from
How often do we leave them
And how often do they come

~Jerry T Knots