Mist

To walk into a room empty with space and time still 

No laughter no movement just numbness 

A mist upon the air I walk through

Reaching for a hand that is not mine nor there

I breathe deeply and fall slowly through the floor

The sound resonates with me as it all disappears

Trapped in a time capsule in my mind I stare 

Sheets of bright light float around my body as echos whisper

Hold on I tell myself as I’m in a trance listening

The mist lifts me closer to the light away from what