Within these Hallowed Halls

Here dwell
the heavy hearts
of lost dreams,
Loves, and friends
that have
gone.

They are here.
The dragging spirits
of angels dead.
Murderous coming-of-age
and growing pains
have savagely picked at their bones.

Though some
have maintained
their childish innocence,
too many have
bruised souls
that are starting to
mold.

And the mournful
fact remains
that the child inside
the innocent ones is
being smothered
by the adult outside
within.

These cynical minds
breathe thoughtless lies
and continue to be
swallowed
gulp
by
gulp.

Ghosts of children lost
lingering through the corridors,
mingling with the present future
souls. And the
beat
goes
on.

These jaded hearts
cannot turn back
and a part of them
dies
to remain in these
hallowed
halls.