• Sun baked stone sits, in formed walls.
    Decorative tapestries hanging here and
    there.
    Only silence,
    has ever broken the dawn
    since the music stopped playing in the courtyard.

    I walk the halls of the castle in the sky
    my footsteps echoing throughout
    it's empty halls.

    I see gloves carefully laid out next to beds,
    elegant dresses,
    veils laden with rubies and silk
    crowns lavishly worn once, then tossed aside
    shattering the diamond encrusted lining,

    my footsteps echo off of memories that were locked away in the pillows, and curtains of these rooms.
    a long time ago,
    the people here
    all got bored,
    cast their lives aside,
    and leapt.