Fading Eyes

Shadows stretch across the doorway, breathing heavy in the dark,
curtains swaying, something lingers, silent whispers leave their mark.
Cold hands crawling down my shoulders, tracing paths that don’t exist,
every echo pulls me deeper, haunted by a phantom kiss.

Candle flickers, dying slowly, casting figures on the wall,
footsteps pacing in the silence, yet the hallway still stands tall.
Sheets feel heavy, sinking deeper, drowning under unseen weight,
I can’t move, I can’t breathe, I am tangled up in fate.

Hands that held me once with hunger, now just linger in the air,
breath against my ear like warnings, skin still burning from a stare.
Maybe I belong to echoes, maybe I am theirs to take.

Fading eyes, frozen lips,
calling me from the abyss.
Every night, every breath,
pulling me closer to death.