AMID - Depths of Lights

Depths of Lights
Faces are unseen behind the window
Feet drag on the floor
Broken clocks in the corners of the room
They wait for the next moment to pass.
Still water under the lids
Lost steps in the alleys
Forgotten words are cooling on the table
And the ceiling falls low overhead.
Lights flicker in empty halls
Something is calling you at the door
But there is no end in the dark corridors
Just a wall that will never let you go.